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Date Posted: 02:26:10 07/22/04 Thu
Author: Ghilz
Subject: More Abe
In reply to: FawnDoo 's message, "Old man rants" on 01:03:57 07/22/04 Thu

"We can�t bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell 'em stories that don�t go anywhere -- like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. 'Give me five bees for a quarter,' you�d say.
"Now where were we? Oh yeah -- the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn�t have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones..."

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"You see, back in those days, rich men would ride around in zeppelins, dropping coins on people, and one day I seen J. D. Rockefeller flying by. So I run out of the house with a big washtub and... hey! Where are you going?"
"Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. I used my washtub that morning to clean my turkey, which back then was called a 'walking bird'. We had walking bird on Thanksgiving with cranberry sauce, potatoes, and stuffing full of gun powder. We also sat around and wathched football which back then was called baseball."

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Maaaaatlock!!! We want Maaaatlock!!!

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