Date:         Fri, 11 Jun 2010 18:48:21 -0700
Reply-To:     Jeffrey Vickers <jeff@VICKERSDESIGN.COM>
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From:         Jeffrey Vickers <jeff@VICKERSDESIGN.COM>
Subject:      Re: Single Cab FS: North Vancouver B.C.
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Every Friday needs a little Grampa Simpson - thanks RJS...

The metric system is the tool of the devil!



On Jun 11, 2010, at 5:27 PM, Automatic digest processor wrote:

> So let that be a lesson, sonny. You come to one of my campgrounds with
> your reefer-smoking hop-head jazz musician friends and their loose
> girlfriends all liquored up, a-making noise and blatting on trombones
> and licorice sticks and I'll have the cops come by and turn the hose
> on
> you all and kick you out.
>
> We can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick
> is
> to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere - like the time I caught
> the
> ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I
> decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in
> those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the
> time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels
> had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Give me five bees for a quarter,
> you'd say.
>
> Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion
> on my
> belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions
> because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow
> ones...