Subject: Bio # 46
Omlor@aol.com
Date: Tue Oct 23 2001 - 08:09:15 GMT
Hey Rocky, watch me pull an autobiography out of my hat...
Again?
Nothin' up my sleeve....
Miss Mandible wants to make love to me but she hesitates because I am
officially a child; I am according to the records, according to the gradebook
on her desk, according to the card index in the principle's office, eleven
years old. There is a misconception here, one that I haven't quite managed
to get cleared up yet. I am in fact thirty-five, I've been in the Army, I am
six feet one, I have hair in the appropriate places, my voice is a baritone,
I know very well what to do with Miss Mandible if she ever makes up her mind.
In the meantime we are studying common fractions. I could, of course,
answer all the questions, or at least most of them (there are things I don't
remember). But I prefer to sit in this too small seat with the desktop
cramping my thighs and examine the life around me.
Whoops, definitely a curious narrative. Still, the hat's not entirely
strange to me.
Now here's something we hope you'll *really* like...
--John
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