Wolfy writes:
>::Blink Blink::
>I did??  #&^#!  I did, didn't I!  This was a conspiracy.  You all tripped
>me up on purpose!!  &#@!!
>
>::Pointing and glaring at Linda Iroff::
>You stop laughing, Linda.  Or we'll discuss how Lindaferret was not
>worthy of the pink thong, and how I stuffed an old pair of my husbands'
>blown out unders in your mouth in front of a symposium crowd!  And she
>liked it folks.  She liked it.  I haven't seen them since.  Hmmmf.
>::muttering::
 
Okay Okay, you all wanna know just how twisted Wolfy is?  First she
stuffed a old pair of her husband's blown out unders in Lindaferrets
mouth.  Was she done?  Oh heeeeeeeck no!!!  A few months later I get
the same blown out unders in the mail.  Now I ask you, what am I to do
with these...things?  I am now the proud owner of the most unique dust
cloth this side of the Rockys.  Every time I dust I smile.  Thanks
Wolfy for always making me smile.
 
Robin and the Fab Five
[Posted in FML issue 5044]