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To: Rambi who wrote (19967)	3/22/1999 11:34:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Well, battle is joined. Rambi can watch - or she can take taht dorky cacklator off her lissome bod and grab some steel. She's probably getting a little slow, anyway. Bub sure is. Last I heard - he had some cushy "consulting" position for some President-for-Life someplace while waiting for his custom sixgun to get built. The really good artisans need a year for their work. And Bub still has a nice chunk of walrus ivory for the stocks. He is having a jaunty fishnet motif scrimshawed onto them. Then he plans to carry his new iron in a muszzle-back strong-side draw. Why? Because this positions the fat end of the gun away from the ground. "Ev'body knows but Net stocks only go up."

To: Rambi who wrote (19967)	3/23/1999
From: JF Quinnelly	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Dennis Rodman finds a bottle on the beach and picks it up..........suddenly a female genie appears from the bottle. "Master, may I grant you one wish?" says the genie with a smile. "Hey, Bitch ...don't you know who I am?... I don't need no woman given me nuttin!" barks Rodman. The genie pleads..."But Master I must grant you a wish or I will be returned to this bottle forever." Dennis thinks a moment...then grumbling about the inconvenience of it all...he says "OK, OK...I wanna wake up with three women in my bed in the morning, so just do it!" (giving the genie an evil glare). "Now leave me alone!" he screams. So the annoyed genie says "So be it!" and disappears back into the bottle. Next morning, he wakes up with Lorena Bobbitt, Tonya Harding and Hillary Clinton. His penis is gone, his leg is broken, and he has no health insurance.