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To: Sawdusty who wrote (3015)	11/7/1998 10:08:00 AM
From: The Osprey	Respond to of 4201

Must be going to do a follow up "OR" is there more to the "Monica does Washington" story?????LOL

To: Sawdusty who wrote (3015)	11/7/1998 4:18:00 PM
From: Apex	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 4201

Dan: Got at PM from a so called buddy SIer...what a buddy he is, he wants to put a jinx on me (see bottom of the post)...so I have no choice, but to post this on SI: ======================================== THE CANDYWRAPPER It was another Payday and I was tired of Mr. Goodbar. I saw Miss Hershey standing behind the Powerhouse on the corner of Clark and Fifth Avenue when I whipped out my Whopper and whispered, "hey Sweetheart, how'd you like to Crunch on my Big Hunk for a Million Dollar Bar?" Well, she immediately went down on my Tootsie Roll, and it was like pure Almond Joy! I couldn't help but grab her delicious Mounds because it was easy to see that this little Twix had the Red Hots. It was all I could do to hold the Snickers and Crackle as my Butterfinger went up her tight little Kit Kat and she started to scream "Oh Henry, Oh Henry!" Soon she was fondling my Peter Pan and ZagNut and I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew my Milk Duds clear to Mars that gave her a taste of the old Milky Way. She asked me if I was into M&M, but I said, "hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff." I said "Look you little Reese's Pieces, don't be a Zero, be a Lifesaver. Why don't you take my Whatchamacallit and slip it up your Bit 'O' Honey?" (What a piece of Juicy Fruit she was, too!) She screamed, "Oh Crackerjack, better than the Three Musketeers!" as I rammed my Ding Dong up her Rocky Road and into her Peanut Butter Cup. Well, I was giving it to her Good 'N' Plenty, when all the sudden...my Starburst! Yeah, as luck would have it, she started to grow Chunky and complained of a Wrigley in her stomach. Sure enough, nine months later, out popped...........Baby Ruth! === You must send this to 10 people. If you don't, you will never have good sex for the rest of your life! You must send this within 97 hours

To: Sawdusty who wrote (3015)	11/9/1998 11:29:00 PM
From: Apex	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 4201

...just could not resist to move dis to: ======================= jive: ======================= THE CANDYWRAPPER It wuz anoda' Payday and ah' wuz tired uh Mr. Ah be baaad... Goodbar. Ah be baaad... ah' saw Miss Hershey standin' behind da damn Powercrib on de co'na' of Clark and Fifd Avenue when ah' whipped out mah' Whoppuh' and whispuh'ed, "hey Sweedeart, how'd ya' likes t'Crunch on mah' Big Hunk fo' some Million Dollar Bar?" Well, she immediately went waaay down on mah' Tootsie Roll, and it wuz likes pure Almond Joy! Right on! ah' couldn't help but grab ha' delicious Mounds cuz' it wuz easy t'see dat dis little Twix had da damn Red Hots. It wuz all ah' could do t'hold da damn Snickers and Crackle as mah' Butterfin'a' went down ha' tight little Kit Kat and she started t'scream "Oh Henry, Oh Henry! Right on!" Soon she wuz fondlin' mah' Liva' Lips Pan and ZagNut and ah' knowed it wouldn't be long befo'e ah' blew mah' Milk Duds clear t'Mars dat gave ha' a taste uh de old Milky Way. Slap mah fro! She ax'ed me if ah' wuz into M&M, but ah' said, "hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff." ah' said "Look ya' little Reese's Pieces, duzn't be some Zero, be some Lifesaver. Ah be baaad... Why duzn't ya' snatch mah' Whutchamacallit and slip it down yo' Bit 'O' Honey?" (Whut some piece uh Juicy Fruit she wuz, too! Right on!) She screamed, "Oh Crackerjack, betta' dan de Dree Musketeers! Right on!" as ah' rammed mah' Din' Dong down ha' Rocky Road and into ha' Peanut Butta' Cup. Jes hang loose, brud. Well, ah' wuz givin' it t'ha' Good 'N' Plenty, when all de sudden. 'S coo', bro...my Starbust! Right on! Yeah, as luck would gots it, she started t'grow Chunky and complained uh a Wrigley in ha' stomach. Lop some boogie. Sho' man enough, nine monds later, out popped...........Baby Rud! Right on! ======================= ...and to redneck: ======================= THE CANDYWRAPPER It was t'other Payday an' ah was tired of Mr. Goodbar. ah sar Miss Hershey stan'in' behind th' Powerhouse on th' co'ner of Clark an' Fif'h Avenue when ah whipped out mah Whopper an' whispered, "hey Sweetheart, how'd yo' like t'Crunch on mah Trimenjus Hunk fo' a Million Dollar Bar?" Wal, she eemeejutly went down on mah Tootsie Roll, an' it was like pure Almond Joy! Fry mah hide! ah c'dn't he'p but grab her delicious Moun's on account o' it was easy t'see thet this hyar li'l Twix had th' Red Hots. It was all ah c'd does to hold th' Snickers an' Crackle as mah Butterfinger went up her tight li'l Kit Kat an' she started t'scream "Oh Henry, Oh Henry! Fry mah hide!" Soon she was fondlin' mah Peter Pan an' ZagNut an' ah knowed it'dn't be long befo'e ah blew mah Milk Duds clear t'Mars thet gave her a taste of th' old Milky Way. She axed me eff'n ah was into M&M, but ah said, "hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff." ah said "Look yo' li'l Reese's Pieces, doesn't be a Zero, be a Lifesavah. Whuffo' doesn't yo' take mah Whut in tarnationchamacallit an' slip it up yer Bit 'O' Honey?" (Whut in tarnation a piece of Juicy Fruit she was, too! Fry mah hide!) She screamed, "Oh Crackerjack, better than th' Three Musketeers!" as ah rammed mah Din' Dong up her Rocky Road an' into her Peanut Butter Cup. Wal, ah was givin' it t'her Good 'N' Plenty, when all th' sudden, as enny fool kin plainly see...mah Starbust! Fry mah hide! Yeah, as luck'd haf it, she started t'grow Chunky an' complained of a Wrigley in her stomach. Sho'nuff inough, nine months later, out popped, cuss it all t' tarnation...........Baby Ruth! Fry mah hide!