[OKDXA] Speaking of extraneous material...

Sun, 17 Mar 2002 14:18:06 -0600

And then on the other hand - - -

Horses don't like turtles that eat yellow snow.

furthermore:

Three Tough Mice

There were three city mice sitting at a bar. The first mouse
takes a shot of tequila, slams the glass on the table and says,
"I'm the toughest mouse in this city. I'm so tough that I walk
throughout the house collecting mouse poison, return to my nest
and grind up the pellets with my morning coffee -- just for an
extra jolt to start off each day."

The mice look at each other. The second mouse slams his whiskey
-- throws his glass on the floor and says, "I'm the toughest
mouse in this city. I'm so tough that I go up to the trap outside
my nest, I trip the lever and make the trap flip in the air, I
catch the bar on its way down, bench press it a few times, twirl
it over and over with my feet -- then I toss it to the floor, and
take the cheese for breakfast. It's all part of my morning
routine."

The third mouse looks at the other two. Bored with the
conversation, he sets down his glass of beer and says, "I've had
enough of you two. I'm going to go home and screw the cat

                    "Nelson Derks"                                                                                                    
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Some Guinness was spilt on the barroom floor

Then the pub was shut for the night.

When out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse

And stood in the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the frothy foam from the floor

Then back on his haunches he sat.

And all night long, you could hear the mouse roar,

"Bring on the goddamn cat!"

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