Date: Tue, 7 May 2002 10:54:31 -0500
Reply-To: "Terry K." <CTONLINE@WEBTV.NET>
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From: "Terry K." <CTONLINE@WEBTV.NET>
Subject: Re: The truth about Florida
In-Reply-To: Rgsmithers@aol.com's message of Tue, 7 May 2002 09:51:43 EDT
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Oh yea, Ronnie,
I totally forgot about that half empty glass-- on the glorious white
hotter than hell sandy beach as I stepped on it and lacerated my foot
wide open----just after I walked through some tar like substance, that
floated in out of some bilge of a passing tanker, and then managed to
stepped on a Portuguese man of war and stung the hell out of me----
And the people down there are the most loving and caring folk, you could
ever possibly run into--especially the opinionated "I hate everybody",
won't give you the time of day east coaster's--especially the
NewYauker's--beautiful people---
I hate sour Kraut on hot dog's---how could they screw up an American
delight, with putting layer's of crap on tube steak?
And the all real Floridians, ( the guy's who live in tin cans down there
) hate the snowbird transplants too---They think they have been
invaded-----
And a trip to Miami, is a real happening---
Carry an AK-47, to go have one of them Cuban sandwich's--and dance the
maringa, to the tune of incoming ammo---
Yea, my fond memories of Florida---
Although, I will say this----
There is allot of connubial action during the winter anywhere down
there, courtesy of all the lonely Fem Fatal's-----away from home, and
needing some loving---:>)
Yea, you brought back too many fond memories----And belive me I have a
pile more---
Later,
Terry
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CTONLINE@WEBTV.NET writes:
<< You are food for everything that crawl's, swims, and flies--- >>
Terry,
My Dear Boy, I must provide a counterpoint for your opinion of Florida
is just too, too, negative. You are only looking at the portion of the
glass which is half empty instead of the portion which is still half
full. Think of the glorious sunrises you saw while you were walking
along a pure white strip of sand caressed by the bluest water on earth
(as blue as Paul Newman's eyes). Think of all the pleasures which South
Beach has to offer day or night. Think of the deliciously spicy food of
the Cubans and their exciting music. Think of no yucky slush nor unhappy
people. Did I bring back some fond memories?
Ronald
