In a message dated 10/26/2001 11:04:10 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
alexboko@umich.edu writes:
> On Fri, 26 Oct 2001, Brian D Williams wrote:
>
> > I guess if your sitting on the bench at central processing you tell
> > your fellow bench sitters you're in for theft, and when you get out
> > you tell people you were in for "copyright infringement".
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<<To which Alex F. Bokov replied:
"...there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly looking people on the bench
there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father rapers! Father
rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And they was mean
and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the bench
next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest father
raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly 'n'
nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" >>
"Flying in quickly over boarder, flyin' in a big airliner, got my ticket, got
my bags, Girl I couldn't feel mucher finer. Going in to Los Angeleees,
bringin in a couple of kee's; don't check my bag, if you please Mr. Customs
maaaaan.." ~arlo guthrie
from a much simpler time
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