In a message dated 5/31/2002 8:36:34 AM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
> You throw more
Hey man the most beautiful girl in the world just walked past my window.
War in Kashmir, mowed the lawn yesterday, hoping to eat pizza tonight,
listening to Soul Asylum's "And the Horse They Rode In On."
The girl just walked back the other direction! Landlady's black lab is at
the window, likes to hop up and say Hi to my dog Freda.
What we need instead is to be on our own.
Max
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Quoting [email protected]:
> The girl just walked back the other direction! Landlady's black lab is at
> the window, likes to hop up and say Hi to my dog Freda.
>
> What we need instead is to be on our own.
>
When Donna and I first moved to New York, we had an apartment at street level
on 36th and Lex. We had these huge bay windows we could open. One day, I
swear that Sharon Stone walked by our windows. I yelled for Donna to come see,
made a big comotion. She came, but missed Sharon Stone. She pretty much
thought I was a big fool. It might have been less trouble to keep it to myself.
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Joseph Franklyn McElroy
Cor[porat]e [Per]form[ance] Art[ist]