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To: Ish who wrote (16228)	1/5/1999 11:47:00 AM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Flannels are fine. People like to be warm. My wife used to say "Eeek! Your hands are cold!"; for years I heard that, and then she started demo-ing with her hands, and I stated trying to warm mine up. However, I think you're pulling our legs: >>>>I haven't seen a Victoria's Secret catalog in years. My wife is more into flannel long johns.<<<< C'mon.Wives are just the thin pretext by which one gets their hands on "the stuff." If she wants some of it, hey neat; "bonus." The idea is just to get on the mailing list, and let the postal service do the job it does so well. Santa's job, really ~ bringing joy. It's like: ~ telling your girlfriend you don't mind going to church when you find out Susan Sarandon is going; ~ teaching college; ~ going through register six; ~ paying the water bill in person; ~ getting coffee at seven on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday; ~ not caring Dr ______'s nurse thinks you have your own Munchausen Syndrome; ~ two dollars is not that much to have Carol write up that meter ticket; ~ damn that's a good looking mannequin I like this store honey; ~ yah, SUNW's CEO is interesting, but when Lesley Stahl smiles my shoulders get cold and fuzzy; ~ the cheerleaders walk home past the lumberyard at three o five; ~ screw the drive-up window; ~ delicious yum-yum; I'll have another one please; ~ they say these guys have the loosest slots, honey; ~ "She needs someone's help to fix that." You know. Add thin pretexts at two a day for 60 years and you get your fat pig male. PS ~ I'm not saying "they" are all like that. No. Uh-uh. Myself, I'm too nervous to think ahead.