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Read It and Weep
Sent: Wednesday, June 02, 2004 1:31 PM
To: Christine, Kenny
Subject: A woman...Read it and weep. Although I am sure we all agree!
This is written in the Hebrew Talmud, the book where all of the sayings and preaching of Rabbis are conserved over time. It says: "The woman came out of a man's rib, therefore she owes him ribs, barbequed... and beer. Lots of beer. Thank you for your time and attention."
Kenny: Don't forget the beans...women love men who eat beans.
Mark: That's right. Don't forget the beans.
Drive safely and have a great Easter.
Kenny: Happy Holidays to all... and to all a good heavens look at the time!!!
Mark: Times keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into Futura.
That was a font joke in case you were wondering.
Kenny: Hey, that was very fontty!!!!
Mark: I don't get it.
Kenny: You didn't order it.
Mark: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA aha ha.
Oh, that was rich.
Christine: OH MY GOSH! Heck, a person leaves for less than 30 minutes and look at the CRAP I came back to! You two stop it and get back to work and earn your keep!
Mark: You're not the boss of me.
Go get me some ribs... and beer. Lots of beer.
Oh yeah... and some beans.
Christine: Well, I might not be YOUR boss but I know who is so you better behave yourself, so there.
Mark: Yap, yap, yap.
Where's my beer?
Kenny: Get her to open it with her teeth... that always kills me.
Mark: I can hardly wait for the next reply...
Kenny: Me too. I will pay for it...believe me.
Christine: I don't know which one of you are more full of it! Well, I am signing off now and not going to play your game anymore... tah tah!
Kenny: Sorry... you were breaking up... I didn't get all of that...hello? Hello??
Christine: Oh you WILL KNOW WHEN I AM BREAKING UP!!!!
Mark: Like... right now?
Kenny: Easy now... just some light humor to better your day. Claws back in, please.
Kenny: Women...can't live with them, can't stick a screw driver in their necks and throw them off the Gay St. bridge.
Mark: At least not in the daytime.
Kenny, I assume you and Christine are dating?
What happened... did you lose a bet or something?
Kenny: Uh oh...you will need the metal cup now...