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September 24, 2006

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Al Marilyn Dantonio Heitzer

Wonderful writing.

pagost

Nice post. Reminds me of a joke: the Lone Ranger and Tonto are out riding in the wilderness. Suddenly they find themselves surrounded by hosile 'injuns'. The Lone Ranger turns to his trusty sidekick and says, "Well, Tonto, what are we going to do now?" Tonto turns back to the Lone Ranger and says, "What do you mean 'we', kemosabe?" :)

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