On 1/24/07, [EMAIL PROTECTED] <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
In a message dated 1/24/2007 9:46:21 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes: strangle you with the guts of the last Real Estate Agent. You don't mean ... No, you can't possibly be referring to ... Even Floyd Ireson didn't have to suffer that degree of indignity. (Where are those feathers?) Al K
Come on, Al, put those cards on the table. What are you worth (in financial terms)? Are you down with the Revolution or are you a capitalist running dog? Are you on the bus or off the bus? Wrinkled scolds with hands on hips, Girls in bloom of cheek and lips, Wild-eyed, free-limbed, such as chase Bacchus round some antique vase, Brief of skirt, with ankles bare, Loose of kerchief and loose of hair, With conch-shells blowing and fish-horns' twang. Over and over the Maenads sang: "Here's Flud Oirson, fur his horrd horrt, Torr'd an' futherr'd an' corr'd in a corrt By the women o' Morble'ead!" -- Ross Bender http://rossbender.org
