In a message dated 5/26/2000 2:30:01 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
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<< Look Laughmeister Twybil is the one with the funny mustache. I'm Squirrel,
 friend to Capitalist Moose, and one-time bearer of a long pony-tail (which
 could now be glued on my upper lip when I wanted to pass as Twybil). That
 said, may I say "Honey Wagon Driver, ha". We were busy coining words here,
 not reciting cliches! And, yes, I am sure he does nappies, too. This is
 murica, after all. ;-) >>


Glad to see you boys passed the "are they awake?" test.  Lucky for you.

As for coining words (pronounced "kerning woids" in these parts) vs. reciting
cliches,  evidently you young whippersnappers think Histo Presto consists of
going around making things up, like house cockpits.  Well, in the words of
our former President GHWBush, "goshdarn it all to heck," if we (who have been
self-appointed to maintain traditions that were dead long before we were
born) don't go around reciting cliches, how is anybody going to know that
what's being said is a cliche rather than some new age horseshit?  People
might think these are new, original Profound Thoughts rather than the Wisdom
of the Ancients (i.e., us).

A more serious charge is: why can't I keep you boys' e-handles straight.  Who
knows?  Too many of youse.

Ralph (pass me my ear trumpet, and tell Mr. Muckle to bring the Hupmobile
around.)