In a message dated 12/2/2000 5:49:25 PM Eastern Standard Time,
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<< "The same issue seems to
 indicate that George W may not in fact roast babies on a spit ALL the time,
 leaving some room for hope."--Ralph

 You mean he roasts her too? >>

Actually, I meant "Hope," as in Arkansas, but neglected to capitalize and
specify accordingly.  Sorry for any misunderstanding.  Only  Hope I know is
one (nee Willis her twin sister was Dawn), formerly of Culver City, a lovely
person who one would not wish to see roasted on a spit, with or without
babies, by Bush Fils or otherwise.

On the other hand, I must advise that Mr. G. Keillor, as seen on W 43rd
Street (and hoid on da radio by you unfortunates unable to attend) last
night, does not appear to share The New Yorker author's rosy (or non-roasty)
view of Dubya.

I guess we'll just have to see for ourselves.  Yo, David, I know I intimated
that it must be pretty dull Down Under yesterday, but have you got any extra
room today?  Garrison may come knocking on your door, along with a dew
Pinheads.

Which reminds me, GK neglected to read Pinhead greetings submitted for his
consideration.  Otherwise, he wouldn't have had time for so many fart jokes.

Ralph