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Start your own flying pigs homepage and all those who need a break from
Conch-L can visit you there. One might even be me. But I don't want to
wade throught it on Conch-L.
Marlo
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> From: MR ART WEIL <[log in to unmask]>
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Flying pigs, et al
> Date: Sunday, March 01, 1998 7:29 PM
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> Hey thanks, Mike;-
> You seem to understand. I go to shell shows. There we talk about
> shells. We buy shells. We unload extras. We learn. But we also talk
> about our kids, pretty ladies, good places to eat, tomorrow's weather,
> and a host of other stuff just like real people. Wev meet here on
> the internet and do the same thing. We talk about shows, trips we've
> been on (I just got back from a handball tournament in San Francisco),
> identity of some shells, and how come Ashley has become the star of
> this particular show.
> Now some of the people out there in never-land are doctors,
> lawyers, retired cops and other terrible things. Me? I'm a retired
> teacher, coach, and an anal retentive humourist. We do what we do
> best. I stopped "collecting" when I started writing "The Wentletrap
> Book". That's a serious thing to do. It will be a good thing when it
> comes out later this year. But sometimes I have to fly with the pigs.
> It's either that or go to a local bar and fall in with evil
> companions. What do you suggest?
> Art
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