Hmmm! Reminds me of a <Monty Python?> skit. Something to the effect of
'couldn't afford a cardboard box to live in, had to get to work 15 minutes
before I got out of bed ...'.
Robert D.
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>Ronsoave@aol.com wrote:
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>> Ok, Ok.
>>
>> As a precocious youth, it all started when I graduated med school six
months
>> before I was born. Fortunately, I majored in obstetrics, so I was the
first
>> person on record to deliver myself. But in a comparatively philosophical
>> moment, I decided to abandon the pursuit of medicine and instead open a
>> Tao-ist temple of NOS parts for former existentialist sportscar drivers.
>> Being mildly dyslexic, I saw Dog one day after dropping LDS with the
devotees
>> and decided instead to follow a Credit lady named SUSIE. When I finally
>> found her, a Woodrat had already left a deposit in her bank and a
carpenter
>> from Jersey had nailed her. Nowhere left to turn, I hotwired a Bugeye in
>> Reno, but the car had already been Crashed as I found out a few miles
down
>> the road when a suspension bolt fell off...
>>
>> Beats the real story...
>> Ron
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