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407 days until he goes to jail. No more bbsing, no more user meetings, no more late night drinking sloe gin fizzes with fez wearing facists, no more tossing small children in front of large trucks, no more shooting ducks with electronic, unix made guns, no more molesting ants at company sponsered picnics ripe with large breasted, nubile secretaries name Alice, no more lying in a field of daiseys with his favorite stuffed (& mounted) animals-like representations, no more stroking the thighs of young un-wed sheep, no more laying about in his underwear singing 'Hava Nagila", no more cooking live lobsters to hear their tiny little screams of horror and pain as they feel the scalding of a universe full of boiling water. No more fun. At least, thats what happened to me when I got married, hitched, caught, jailed, so on and so forth, ad nausem, etc, etc, etc...

That's why I got divorced. Now, I can do all the above, and more.

<evil grin>

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