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In [a gaggle of newsgroups] "John F. Winston" <johnfwin@mlode.com> wrote:

> Subject: Cooper Rides Again.  Part 2 of 2.             Sept. 3, 1997.
> 
>   Bill Cooper must be a good guy.  He is about my size and wears the 
> same type of shirts that I do (J.C Pennys, Wards, Wal-Mart, K-Mart
> etc, etc).

Lechmere (a division of Montgomery Ward) and Woolworth's are both going out
of business this week.  John_-_Winston apparently doesn't wear enough
shirts.

                                                -- K.
                                                Why did I make two lame
                                                followups to the same sentence
                                                instead of combining them 
                                                into a SUPER-LAME followup?
                                                I don't know!
                                                But I can tell you this:
                                                when I buy a shirt, I look
                                                for one with Velcro instead of
                                                buttons.  And for pants,
                                                instead of a zipper, I like
                                                a row of magnets.  And instead
                                                of a computer, I use a WebTV.
                                                And instead of food, I eat
                                                cardboard cutouts of
                                                Richard Simmons's smiling
                                                head!  Yes, life in the
                                                meta-universe is sort of
                                                like ours, only more so.
                                                No more bacon!  Where's the cat?

                                                P.S.  Because this post is
                                                taller than it is wide, it
                                                has become so lame that it
                                                may generate interest only
                                                by slowly toppling over as
                                                you read it.  Pentominoes!
                                                Doo doo doo doot.  Pentominoes!
                                                Doot doo, doo doo doot, doo
                                                doo doot, doot doot doo,
                                                doo doo doot!

                                                P.P.S.  I found my pants in the
                                                lava lamp, or vice versa.
                                                I lost my bacon again.