On 17 Feb 2005 19:39:07 -0800, "Jack" wrote:

. You don't know anything about any of
us.

And you know less about me. Does it sound like I'm champing at the
bit to get to know you?

and drink beer afterwards

Sorry, but I can't stand a ****ing drunk. that **** isn't allowed on
my property. How does it feel to know you've slopped down more rotten
grain in a week than I've had in 63 years? (Damn right I'm proud of
it. Just leaves a few spare hangovers for those stupid enough to
drink it. "Have one, I don't want it.")

and I'll drag out
the guitar

My Thomas Celebrity Royale isn't portable,

my son is just home
this afternoon from the Persian Gulf,

I'm glad we're not reading about another victim. The first young man
that came home in a body bag was one too many.