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   From: CurlySurmudgeon@live.com   
      
   On Sat, 07 Feb 2009 03:29:42 -0600, John \"C\" wrote:   
      
   > "Kali"  wrote in message   
   >>   
   >> When he realizes he can bullshit you he'll plonk you. Or maybe not. I   
   >> miss him :)   
   >> --   
   >> Kali   
   >   
   > You miss your brain, you Stupid Skank !!   
      
   I remember Tommy, in second grade, who would haunt Maggie.  At lunchtime   
   Tommy would bump into her, at recess he would somehow wind up wherever   
   Maggie was.  He's say mean things about her and sometimes steal her   
   pudding.   
      
   This continued throughout grade school.  Even after being reprimanded by   
   teachers and the Vice Principle until, in fifth grade, Maggie's family   
   moved to another school district and she tearfully said good bye to her   
   friends.  Tommy wasn't one of them and was heartbroken.  After school we   
   heard odd noises coming from behind the hedge row and found Tommy gasping   
   in great big sobs of despair endlessly repeating, "No!  Noooooo, my   
   Maggie is goooonnnneeee.........hack, snort, . . sob. .  ."   
      
   Tommy never recovered fully.  He never found another love to torture.  In   
   high school he left in 10th grade, arrested for setting a Mama cat on   
   fire and stomping the kittens into mush.  We rarely saw Tommy thereafter   
   but, being a small town, he did appear in the newspaper every so often.   
   Usually it was some petty crime like vagrancy, shoplifting, or public   
   intoxication.   
      
   After my military stint I took some time to travel and stopped by my old   
   hometown for a few days.  One night some buddies and I went to the   
   neighborhood bar to see some old friends.  When we left there was this   
   foul-smelling wino a few in a doorway between the bar and the local 7-11.   
      
   He was drooling and talking to himself with a bottle of cheap wine on the   
   stoop.  The only words I could make out were, "...my Maggie..."   
      
   --   
   Regards, Curly   
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