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]