A left handed smoke wrench passed for humor in troop 253.
Ken Follett wrote:
> In a message dated 5/2/2002 2:07:07 PM Pacific Daylight Time,
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>> I have these dreams where I hear adolescent boys calling out "Here,
>> snipe. Here, snipe. Snipe, oh snipe... C'mere snipe."
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> As a boy scout it was common to send newbies out hunting for snipe,
> either that or a bucket of fog. A fool's game.
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