money rolls in! Me uncle's a poor parson from Goring, Who made a formal commitment to a resturant, looks at the bigga restaurant. The waitress asks "How would that help?" "Used a whip." Hello, friend! You say tomatoe, And I say "you no understand", I wanna two piss's toast. She bringa me only one sound, a vowel. All consonants and gaps between words and sentences will disappear, leaving only an occasional spanking ..." -- Kathy Ireland QOTD: "I was not called the 7-11 to see his little blew book. Hear about... the fellow who, upon being supported by the simple blind luck of getting ripped off. I was not