[2079] in Central_America
New quotes for Wed Dec 27
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Wed Dec 27 01:37:47 1989
Date: Wed, 27 Dec 89 01:38:32 EST
From: root@CHARON.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@BLOOM-BEACON.MIT.EDU
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jik (Jonathan I. Kamens):
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jtkohl (John T Kohl):
Eek! I'm going to be an uncle next year!
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redskin (Glenn R Berry):
E) Finish X-mas shopping
G) APO Regionals
1. Back on 26th
2. Go to hotel 28th
3. Home on 1st (Jan)
H) Wisdom Teeth Out (nuff said...)
I) IAP
1. Back on 11th/12th (Jan)
2. Rush2064
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sethg (Seth A. Gordon):
The first day after Christmas,
my true love and I had a fight.
And so I chopped
the pear tree down
and burned it just for spite!
Then with a single ca-a-a-ar-tridge
I shot
<pop>
that blasted pa-a-a-ar-tridge
my true love,
my true love,
my true love gave to me.
The second day after Christmas
I put on the old rubber gloves
and very gently
wrung the necks
of both those turtle doves
my true love,
my true love,
my true love gave to me.
The third day after Christmas
my mother caught the croup.
<koff koff koff>
I had to use
the three French hens
to make some chicken soup.
The four calling birds were a big mistake,
as their language was obscene;
The five golden rings were completely fake,
and they turned my fingers green.
The sixth day after Christmas,
the six laying geese wouldn't lay.
I gave the whole darn gaggle to
the ASPCA!
On the seventh day, what a mess I found:
All seven of the swimming
swans had drowned!
<gurgle gurgle gurgle>
My true love,
my true love,
my true love gave to me.
The eighth day after Christmas,
before they could suspect,
I bundled up the
eight maids a-milking
nine pipers piping
ten lords a-leaping
eleven dancers dancing
twelve drummers druming
(Well, actually I left one of those drummers drumming)
<rat-a-tat-tat>
and sent them back collect!
I wrote my true love,
we are through, love,
and I said in so many words,
furthermore, your Christmas gifts are
for
the
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r four calling birds
d three French hens
s two turtle doves
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AND A PARTRI-IDGE IN A PEAR TREEEEEEEE.
[Just be thankful that I don't have the lyrics to _Hanukah Rocks,_ that
holiday classic by Joe Gefilte and the Fish.]
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sthumble (Stephen T Humble):
Zippy sez:
I want EARS! I want two ROUND BLACK EARS to make me feel warm 'n secure!!
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