> An ol china plate of mine hinf-inched some tom foolery from his trouble's
> jam jar.
My old drinking buddy grabbed some cash from his ol'lady's cash stash.
> I must admit he has a bit brahms at the time having just come from
> the boozer across the frog.
He was three sheets to the wind after a recent bender across the bay.
> Anyways I got on the dog and bone, called up the boys in blue.
Being a stoolie of long reputation, I snitched on the bastard.
> "Gorden bennet" I cried, within 3 minutes this peeler,
> with a short bonnet and slick whistle comes around and gives me china
> an earfull.
"A Thief is amoungst us!", I said, and quicker than the wrappings come off
a barfly the pig shows up to dress down "my pal".
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John R. Lupien
lupienj@hpwarq.hp.com
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