forwarded from Donna Endres

CADAOBH@aol.com CADAOBH@aol.com
Fri, 17 Jan 2003 08:26:45 EST


Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.

Imagined scene:

Police knock at door.
Door opens.
Tall elderly woman appears at the door.
Policeman holds up a brassiere (sp?)
"Ma'am" is this yours?"
"No. It might be my sons."
(pause)
"Freddie!  Freddie?........."

wj