Subject: Re: Lips in Slack Service

Date: 29 Jan 1997 00:00:00 GMT

From: 1Ol01O@radix.net (MegaLiz)

Organization: RadixNet Internet Services

Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free, alt.slack

References: 1 , 2

 

jimvan@gate.net (Jim Vandewalker) wrote:

 

:Was it a little piece of paper extruded from the gaspump? Was it one of

:those "pay at the pump" places where you can get gas and NOT HAVE TO

:INTERACT with the pobucker [or pobuckress] behind the counter? WAS IT A

:NENSLO KIND OF GAS STATION?

 

YESYESYES. I love it! I have been known to go to some lengths to avoid or

minimize my bucker contacts: I will under some conditions drive thru a

liquor store just to buy a Slim Jim. The ones with windows are better, of

course. TA-DUM.

 

Which reminds me of yet another tale of minutes...

 

SALAMI SLACK

 

Here I was, at the office, with only some moldy cheddar and a stack of

crackers for Lemmy's Snack Time. As I passed through the storage room, I

noticed that the boss just bought an ENORMOUS SALAMI. It was still fully

encased, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I also (in spite of what

some people think about my ability to say ANYTHING to ANYONE) unable to

bring myself to ask for it. I tried to imagine sauntering up to Jabba the

Boss and saying, "Got any plans for that GIANT SALAMI?" Nonono. Couldn't go

there. I tried to re-word it in my head, but to no avail. Every variation of

the request make me sputter and resolve to FORGET the WHOLE THING.

 

Now they're bringing me a burger, so it all worked out for the best.

 

Sincerely,

Salamiless, Seemliest PPM