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]