Sue Hartigan <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> writes:


The Top 16 Signs Your Gene Therapy Isn't Going Well  

16> Six appearances in six weeks sets a new record on the Jerry
    Springer Show.  
  
15> While your 7'11" height has the NBA calling, that "maximum 
    of two arms" rule ruins everything.  
  
14> "Hey, Four-eyes!" no longer just a cruel taunt.  
  
13> The drooling, twitching, and incontinence are long gone, 
    yet you're *still* mistaken for Pauly Shore.  
  
12> Your HMO declined payment for treatment due to the high cost 
    of silver bullets.  
  
11> You begin regurgitating acid on Geena Davis, and you haven't  
    even seen "Cutthroat Island."  
  
10> You're definitely starting to look like Elvis -- 
    Elvis Costello.
  
 9> You wake up with bloody pajamas, and the morning paper's  
    headline has to do with a rampaging wolf-like creature biting
    off Karl Malden's nose.  
  
 8> You can now count the number of allegations of sexual  
    impropriety against President Clinton on one hand.  
  
 7> You regret not being more specific when you said you just
    wanted to get more tail.  
  
 6> Your unicorn horn keeps poking your Cyclops eye.  
  
 5> You're now the owner of the world's most beautiful breasts.
    If only they were in the front.  
  
 4> Your desire to return to your ancestral roots has manifested
    itself in your new hobby of fashioning tools from your own
    excrement.  
  
 3> Let's just say that in the size department, you now give both
    Pamela and Tommy Lee a run for their money.  
  
 2> On your last trip to the zoo, the baboons were laughin' at  
    *your* big red butt.  
  
  
 and Top5's Number 1 Sign Your Gene Therapy Isn't Going Well...  
  
  
 1> When someone tells you to "Go screw yourself," you just smile
    knowingly.  
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A little list of "Doc-isms"
What doctors say, and what they're really thinking:

"This should be taken care of right away."
I'd planned a trip to Hawaii next month but this is so easy and
profitable that I want to fix it before it cures itself.

"Welllllll, what have we here...?"
He has no idea and is hoping you'll give him a clue.

"Let me check your medical history."
I want to see if you've paid your last bill before spending 
anymore time with you.

"Why don't we make another appointment later in the week."
I'm playing golf this afternoon, and this a waste of time.
---or--
I need the bucks, so I'm charging you for another office visit.

"We have some good news and some bad news."
The good news is, I'm going to buy that new BMW. The bad news is,
you're going to pay for it.

"Let's see how it develops."
Maybe in a few days it will grow into something that can be
cured.

"Let me schedule you for some tests."
I have a forty percent interest in the lab.

"I'd like to have my associate look at you."
He's going through a messy divorce and owes me a bundle.

"I'd like to prescribe a new drug."
I'm writing a paper and would like to use you for a guinea pig.

"If it doesn't clear up in a week, give me a call."
I don't know what it is. Maybe it will go away by itself.

"That's quite a nasty looking wound."
I think I'm going to throw up.

"This may smart a little."
Last week two patients bit off their tongues.

"Well, we're not feeling so well today, are we...?"
I'm stalling for time. Who are you and why are you here?

"This should fix you up."
The drug company slipped me some big bucks to prescribe this
stuff.

"Everything seems to be normal."
Rats! I guess I can't buy that new beach condo after all.

"I'd like to run some more tests."
I can't figure out what's wrong. Maybe the kid in the lab can
solve this one.

"Do you suppose all this stress could be affecting your nerves?"
You're crazier'n an outhouse rat. Now, if I can only find a
shrink who'll split fees with me ...

"There is a lot of that going around."
My God, that's the third one this week. I'd better learn
something about this.

"If those symptoms persist, call for an appointment."
I've never heard of anything so disgusting. Thank God I'm off
next week.
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THE 9 TYPES OF WEB PAGE CREATORS

   Joe/Jane Average College Student

Traits : Owner of a new university-supplied computer account with
http access. Complete lack of originality. Multiple references
to beer/Disney movies. Several photos of Student with college
buddies (high school, if freshman Student).

The Good News : They don't know how to get their page linked to
the outside world, so only they and their friends download their
16.7-million- color pictures from the last party.

The Bad News : They, their friends and their 16.7-million-color
pictures might be on your server.

   Mr. "Enhanced For Netscape" 

Traits : The second thing you see on his page is a Netscape logo
and a link to an ftp site where you can download Netscape
<BLINK>NOW!</BLINK>. The first thing you see is about 80
different <TITLE>s scrolling back and forth across your screen.

The Good News : You won't have to look at their pages for long,
because there won't be much there to see.

The Bad News : Half of the rest of the people who look at their
pages are going to think "Hey, that's cool!" and copy the source.

   The Old-Timer 

Traits : Pages compatible with HTML 1.0, no graphics and very few
attribute tags. Normal-text-size message at top says "This page
not enhanced for Netscape. Cope, whipper-snapper."

The Good News : He's likely there because he has something of
importance to say.

The Bad News : Whatever it is will likely be boring or far too
technical for you.

   The 5-Year-Old 

Traits : Pictures of their parents, the family pet, etc. More
data about the daily life of a kindergartener than you thought
possible. Cute "kiddy-talk" dialect to the text. <ADDRESS>
contains the note "such-and-such's mother helped her build this
page."

The Good News : The first few of these you see give you a warm,
fuzzy feeling.

The Bad News : The last few dozen of these you see all look the
same.

   The Computer Science Major 

Traits : Links to the linux FAQ, the Geek Code, Star Wars theme
music and DOOM .wad files. Cautious use of Netscape enhancements.
Picture of Darth Vader instead of personal pictures. HTML 3.0
(Beta) compliant seal-of-approval at bottom of her page.

The Good News : If you're a geek, you'll find what you're looking
for here. Even if you're not, you'll like the page design.

The Bad News : Complete lack of socially redeeming qualities.
Unfortunate tendency to upload specs of their home PC.

   The Businessman 

Traits : Pages without fancy backgrounds and with only one nice,
clean, imagemap. Unfortunately, there are no text-links for those
using Lynx.

The Good News : You won't go blind staring at his pages.

The Bad News : You might wish you had once you see the prices of
the goods/services he's offering.

   The Newbie 

Traits : Very little created text on their pages, it's almost all
links to other people's pages. Missing right brackets in <A
HREF>s kill whole lines of information. Several image files are
not able to be loaded. <CENTER>.

The Good News : They'll almost have to get better.

The Bad News : They just might not.

   The Egotist 

Traits : Large image of themself greets you when page is loading.
1/2 Meg .au file of him chatting with his dog. Access counts
shown for every page. Several lengthy pages devoted to his
compact disk/Magic card/beer bottle collection. More personal
details than you'd ever want to know.

The Good News : There isn't any.

The Bad News : Frequently friendly with Mr. "Enhanced for
Netscape."

   The Maniac 
          
Traits : Last counted 1267 .html files in his public_html
directory and 100+ CGI scripts in his cgi-bin directory. Is known
as a "Close Personal Friend of Bob [Allison]." Thinks the people
at Yahoo! "don't keep up with the Web fast enough." Will be the
first on his block to have an ethernet cable hardwired into his
brain.

The Good News : You could go through all his pages and never find
an error.

The Bad News : You'd never make it through all his pages.
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Airlines Codes Explained

AA        Abort! Abort!
          Always Awful

AI        Allah Informed

Alitalia  Always Late In Transit, Always Late In Arrival
          Airplane Landed In Tokyo And Luggage In Atlanta
          A Little Italian Tit And Lotsa Italitan Ass
          A Little Italian Tradition And Lotsa Italian Attitude

American  A Miracle Each Rider Is Currently Alive Now
          Airline Meals Eaten Regularly Induces Cramps and Nausea

AUA       Almost Unknown Airline

AWA       Always Wasting Assets

BA        Bloody Awful
          British Apoplectic

BEA       Better Eat Afterwards

BOAC      Better On A Camel
          Blast Off And Crash

Boeing    Broken Off Engines In Numerous Gardens

BWIA      Baggage Wandering In Africa
          Better Walk If you're Able
          Born to Wait In Airports
          But Will I Arrive?

CAAC      Chinese Airlines Always Cancel

Dan Air   Dangerous And Nearly Always Incredibly Rough

Delta     Damaged Engines Limit Take-off Ability
          Departures Extra-Late, Tardy Arrivals
          Directed Everybody's Luggage To Atlanta
          Doesn't Even Leave The Airport
          Doesn't Ever Let Terrorists Aboard
          Doesn't Experience Like This Andrenalize?
          Don't Even Let Them Aboard
          Drunken Engineers Land Too Abruptly

EAA       Even Apes Aviate

El Al     Egyptian Louting Arab Loathing
          Every Landing Always Late
          Every Landing Always Lousy
          Everyones Luggage Always Lost

Finnair   Flies Ideally?  Nah, Not Airbourne In Reality

JAL       Journey Always Late

JAT       Joke About Time

Liat      Luggage Is Always Tardy
          Lost inbetween Antigua, Trinidad
          Leave island any time

Lot       Lots Of Trouble

Lufthansa  Let Us Fiddle The Hostess And Not Say Anything

Northwest  Nobody Out Ranks This Horrid, Worthless, 
           Excruciatingly Sluggish Transport

Olympic   Onassis Likes Your Money Paid In Cash

PAL       Plane  Always Late

Pan Am    Passengers Always Need A Mortician
          Pilots Are Not A Must
          Poor Airline Needs Any Money

PIA       Passenger's Illegal Abductor
          Perhaps I Arrive
          Please Inform Allah

PSA       Paul's Saturday Airline

PWA       Pete's Wobbly Airline
          Piddly Widdly Airline
          Please Wait Awhile

Qantas    Queasy and Nauseous, Tired And Sick
          Queers And Nymphomaniacs Trained As Stewards
          Quick And Nasty Transportation, Australian Style
          Quite A Neat Trick, Arriving Safely
          Quite A Nice Trip, Any Survivors?
          Quits Air-travel, Next Time Approaches Ship

Sabena    Such A Bad Experience - Never Again

SAHSA     Stay At Home, Stay Alive

SAS       Service After Sex
          Sex And Satisfaction
          Such A S***

Sia       Sex In the Air
          Singapore Imitates America

TACA      Take Another Carrier Always
          Take A Coffin Along
          Tome Alcohol Cuanda Aborda

TAP       Take A Parachute
          Take Another Plane

Thy       They Hate You

TWA       That Was Accidental
          That Was Awful
          Travel With Arabs
          Teeny Weeny Airlines
          Try Walking Across
          Try With Another
          Today's Worst Airline
          Tomorrow We'll Arrive
          Tomorrow's Widebody Accident
          Totally Wasted Airlines

United    U Need Insurance That Exempts Death
          Usually Not Enclined To Eliminate Disasters

USAir     (used to be Allegheny Airlines):
          Unfortunately Still Allegheny In Reality
          Underwater seats available in rear

Uta       Unlikely To Arrive
          Unable To Ascend

Varig     Virgin's Are Rare In Glasgow

Virgin    Very Interesting Ride: Going Into Nymphos

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"Calling in Sick... A Cat Owner's Story"

Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable because no 
matter how legitimate my illness, I always sense my boss 
thinks I am lying.  On one occasion, I had a valid reason but 
lied anyway because the truth was too humiliating to reveal.
I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury and I 
hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I 
could think up a dozy to explain the bandage on my crown.  
In this case, the truth hurt.

I mean it really hurt in the place men feel the most pain. The 
accident occurred mainly because I conceded to my wife's 
wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.  As the daily routine 
prescribes, I was taking my shower after breakfast when I 
heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen. "Ed!" 
she hearkened. "The garbage disposal is dead. Come reset 
it."  "You know where the button is." I protested through 
the shower pitter-patter.      "Reset it yourself!"
"I am scared!" She pleaded. "What if it starts going and 
sucks me in?" Pause. "C'mon, it'll only take a second."
No logical assurance about how a disposal can't start itself 
will calm the fears of a person who suffers from "Big-ol-
scary-machinephobia," a condition brought on by watching 
too many Stephen King movies.

It is futile to argue or explain, kind of like Lloyd Bentsen 
telling Americans they are over-taxed. And if a poltergeist 
did, in fact, possess the disposal, and she was ground into 
round, I'd have to live with that the rest of my life. So out I 
came, dripping wet and buck naked, hoping to make a 
statement about how her cowardly behavior was not without 
consequence but it was I who would suffer.

I crouched down and stuck my head under the sink to find 
the button. It is the last action I remember performing. It 
struck without warning, without respect to my circumstances. 
Nay, it wasn't a hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing 
metal teeth. it was our new kitty, clawing playfully at the 
dangling objects she spied between my legs. She ("Buttons" 
aka "the Grater) had been poised around the corner and 
stalked me as I took the bait under the sink. At precisely the 
second I was most vulnerable, she leapt at the toys I 
unwittingly offered and snagged them with her needle-like 
claws. Now when men feel pain or even sense danger 
anywhere close to their masculine region, they lose all rational 
thought to control orderly bodily movements. Instinctively, 
their nerves compel the body to contort inwardly, while rising 
upwardly at a violent rate of speed.  Not even a well trained 
monk could calmly stand with his groin supporting the full 
weight of a kitten and rectify the situation in a step-by-step 
procedure. Wild animals are sometimes faced with a "fight 
or flight" syndrome; men, in this predicament, choose only 
the "flight" option.

Fleeing straight up, I knew at that moment how a cat feels 
when it is alarmed. It was a dismal irony. But, whereas cats 
seek great heights to escape, I never made it that far. The sink 
and cabinet bluntly impeded my ascent; the impact knocked 
me out cold. When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood 
over me. Having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics 
snorted as they tried to conduct their work while suppressing 
their hysterical laughter. My wife told me I should be flattered. 
At the office, colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me. 
I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk. "What's the 
matter, cat got your tongue?"
If they had only known.
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The Top 16 Signs Your Kids Have Been 
               Watching Too Much "Jerry Springer"

16> During Sunday sermon, they hold a palm up to the pastor 
    and say, "Talk to the hand!"  
  
15> Every night at the dinner table, it's the same routine: 
    "Eat your vegetables!" ....and the chairs go flying.  
  
14> You've had to replace the babysitter with three burly  
    stagehands.  
  
13> Dinner topic:  "Teenage boys who hide 'Playboy' under 
    their mattresses."  
  
12> Junior's new mastery of the headlock has made him the star 
    of his high school debate team.  
  
11> Have evolved from playing "Doctor" to "Plastic Surgeon  
    specializing in Male Enlargement."  
  
10> They want to know why they only live in a house instead of 
    a double-wide trailer.  
  
 9> At the dinner table, little Billy announces a surprise guest:
    your secretary/mistress.  
  
 8> Your Elvis shrine ain't been Endusted in two weeks.  
  
 7> Her tendency to hop up on tables, tear her shirt open and 
    dance suggestively has gotten you banned from more than one 
    Chuck E. Cheese.  
  
 6> Your youngest has stopped calling you "Mommy" in favor of  
    "Crack-ho."  
  
 5> Math: C-       
    History: D+        
    English: F  
    Interviewing Transvestite Hookers: A+  
  
 4> Last year, when you told him to clean his room, you merely 
    got a sullen look.  This year you get a dining room chair 
    over your head.  
  
 3> Your son asks if anyone makes a DNA paternity test kit for
    Cabbage Patch Kids.  
  
 2> During that "little talk" with Junior, you're forced to admit
    that you don't know if hermaphrodites are "birds" or "bees."  
    
       and The Number 1 Sign Your Kids Have Been 
            Watching Too Much Jerry Springer...  
    
 1> Poor Ken just found out he hasn't been dating Barbie, 
    but GI Joe in drag.  
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1.  Don't tell people everything you know.
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