Hi Mr. Lipinski Hoomin, this is Todd, typing along at 20 WPM with two
paws and my nose. I can't do this for too long because the keys get
slimy.
Anyhoo, Hebert and I wanna know how do you order a turkey in
*Constantinople*?
"DANG IT TODD! GET OFF-LINE!"
(Nuts! The she-hoomin is com-)
(The sound of two weasels bailing out of the computer chair)
(!!!!!)
"WHY. WHY MUST YOU ENGAGE IN THIS *POINTLESS* NIT-PICKING?"
(From beneath the computer desk)
Todd: "Snarf! Constantinople!"
Hebert: "Yeah! Cantaloupe!"
"LOOK AT THIS KEYBOARD! WHERE"S THE WINDEX?"
By guilty association
Alexandra in MA
[Posted in FML 6168]