From: nebusj-@-rpi-.edu   
      
   [ Five-minute long commercial break in case anyone was going to stick   
   around for the always funny Louis CK, former writer. ]   
      
   Louis CK:   
   	- He's a great big fat person!  He's now 240 pounds.  His   
   doctors have a rule-of-thumb on weight; he's sure it's not your age plus   
   200 pounds.   
      
   	+ He's also apparently dressed to be part of a motion-capture   
   animation project and is waiting for the crosshair lines to be taped to   
   his arms and legs.   
   	   
   	- His father's day he got to spend with his kids, ya-hoo.  Well,   
   he *has* to be with his kids.  (``Shut up, none of you have kids, I can   
   see it.'')  Anything else is hard you get to say it sucks; parents, the   
   hardest thing, you can't.  Do irreversible damage you can't say it.   
   	   
   	- You can't sleep, you have to eat fast and standing up, and the   
   entire nation depends on your success as parents, and you don't get to   
   say ``it sucks'', you have to say ``I couldn't imagine my life without   
   my children.''  He could.  That's all he ever does.  It's not a big   
   fantasy; he just sits in a chair, jerking off and eating chocolate.   
   	   
   	- You can't call in sick to having kids.  If you do, your spouse   
   hates you as you make her life harder.  He disputed his wife's diarrhea   
   once.  He had stomach flu; she insisted he get out of bed.   
   	   
   	- He had to amp up how sick he was, until he went to the   
   hospital to prove it to her.  ``I got a stomach-ache, my wife doesn't   
   care.''  They admitted him.  You can go to the hospital and say ``I feel   
   icky'' and they put a bracelet on you and fill out a thing.  A wonderful   
   doctor gave him a morphine drip.   
   	   
   	- She sent him home with opiate suppositories, a huge dilemma.   
   He loves opium, but the suppository ... ?  He was sweating and shaking   
   and talking himself into it.  Finally he crammed it in and thinks that   
   was the greatest moment of his entire life.  It's pure opiate pleasure   
   that begins at your anus and just explodes.  So, that's what it's like   
   having kids.   
   	   
      
   The Mooney Suzuki:   
   	- From 'Have Mercy': 99 Percent.  Pretty fun tune, too.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)