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Skriven 2005-09-25 01:25:48 av Greg Sears (3:633/104)
     Kommentar till en text av George Pope
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  -=> G-day George Pope,
        the BBs was broken for a while, BUT Greg Sears is back! <=-

 GP> On (05 Sep 05) Greg Sears wrote to Cindy Haglund...
 GS> Ask any man, and he will tell you that any woman's ultimate fantasy
   > is to have two men at once.

    -=> George Pope wrote a message to Greg Sears <=-


 GP> I talked my ex into a threesome with her best friend & me -- it
   > seemed to be going well, but halfway through I started getting
   > misgivings, so I turned to her best friend and I said, "Uhh, Chad, 
   > I don't think this is working out the way I wanted it to. . ."

Chad replied, "Well George, you want to be on top then?" '-)

> OBJoke: for our Moderator and all-round friend/servant

  After the third murder in as many months of residents of the fourth
floor of the dormitory, Sherlock Holmes was called in the case. In each
death the body of a student had been discovered the next morning crushed
and covered with tire marks. "How did a car get onto the fourth floor?",
asked the baffled campus security police.

  "Have you noticed", Holmes said, "that the deaths all occurred when
there was a full moon?". I believe that we are dealing with that unhappy
curse of modern technological society- the descendent of the werewolf,
the weremobile!!!"

  On the next night that the moon was full, the Great Detective took
action. Every student that lived on the fourth floor was locked in a
separate room, along with an electronically monitored five-gallon can of
gasoline. Toward the middle of the night the instruments showed the
disappearance of the gas in room 440, which was occupied by a
Japanese-American student named Nagawa.

  "He's pouring out the gas!", whispered the security chief. "No!, he's
drinking it," said Holmes.

  Peering through the keyhole of room 440 they saw that the student was
no longer there, and in his place was a Japanese compact car!!! The next
morning Holmes confronted Nagawa.

  "When the moon is full, you become an automobile, and you run over
your fellow students on the fourth floor."

  "But how did you know?", gasped Nagawa. "Alimentary, my were-Datsun."


> OBJoke: for Mr. <+]::-{(} ("Cyberpope")

  The Abbot of the Monastery was very strict in his routine. Each
morning, he'd come out of his cell, go into the main room where all the
monks were sitting, and chant "Good Morning."
  They would chant back "Good Morning." At the evening meal, he'd enter
the room and sing "Good Evening," and they would reply in kind.
  One morning, though, in response to his greeting, he distinctly heard
one monk sing "Good Evening." Wondering if his ears were going, he sang
"Good Morning," only to hear the anomalous greeting again.
  Looking about the room, he sang "Someone Chanted 'Evening.'"


>      .-.
>    .(  °> Cheers,
>   //)'')  from the
>  ///''/   I C E-man
> //-"-"-------------

... George Pope. . . . Said that 2 + 2 = 5 for extremely large values of 2?

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