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Sitting at the keybored symbols mired in my head, lacking inspiration, filled with exasperation, I think that I'll just hobble back to bed! Images of castles and damsels in distress are not forthcoming, would be quite becoming, right now I'd take a wrestler in a dress. A wrestler in a dress! now there's a picture! something to pique my poor beleaguered soul; he sports a tutu quite delectable, not at all prim and respectable, and by no measure neglectable, I'm finally on a roll!

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Date: 12/12/2008 9:00:00 AM
Ha! Ha! Great fun, Keith. I really like "hobble back to bed"---it sounds so much like hobbling should! And, the perfect and spirited last line, with "roll" catching "soul". Best to you, Brian.
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