Chapter 3
Radar. Sure, you all know about radar. A state trooper plants himself on the side of the road with his radar gun and the proverbial dozen donuts. (For the law enforcement minded among you, please don’t be offended. I know donuts are a police stereotype. You might have brie cheese next to you or a dog-eared copy of Yachting Week.
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Your post has exceeded regulation length. As you know, these regulations have been set up in order to protect small babies - especially small, tiny baby jesus.
Please take care in the future not to hurt any of our wonderful small children.
Thank you,
Former President George Bush"
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"PS - I heard that you did not enjoy the humor in my previous post. Well I say 'tough cookies' to that. I'm a former President of the United States Of 'Merica!"
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"PPS - For your information, the Secret Service watches over former Presidents, and I could have your entire journal wiped out with a mere nod to Agent Hutch on my left or even Agent Starsky on my right."
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So, they put up cameras and a warning sign. Boy, that wouldn't fly over here!
(Not that I think it's a bad tradeoff...)
Oh, and bring back a pic of the radar box (and the sign warning you). Ought to be fun to have a peek.
Every time you say 'Bonk Museum' I burst out into school-girl giggles. Heh. Bonk. Heh.
Healthy smoke? Hmmm. Might pass on that one. I take it you asked about 'sauna etiquitte'? You know, the old towel thing.
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