isn't it past your bed time?

Correspondent:: "paco"
Date: Mon, 18 Oct 2004 19:26:56 -0400

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well.... isn't it?




Correspondent:: Shining Path of Least Resistance
Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 08:42:45 +0900

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On Mon, 18 Oct 2004 19:26:56 -0400, "paco"
wrote:

>well.... isn't it?
>
Yeah, where is Pastor Bedtime these days...?




Correspondent:: Rabbi Jacklyn Hyde
Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 02:45:58 GMT

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paco wrote:
> well.... isn't it?
>
>
Alright, alright! Can I have a glass of water to keep on my bedtable?
And a bedtime story?

--Sleepily, the Rabbs


Correspondent:: Zapanaz
Date: Mon, 18 Oct 2004 22:05:23 -0700

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On Tue, 19 Oct 2004 02:45:58 GMT, Rabbi Jacklyn Hyde
wrote:

>paco wrote:
>> well.... isn't it?
>>
>>
>Alright, alright! Can I have a glass of water to keep on my bedtable?
>And a bedtime story?
>
>--Sleepily, the Rabbs

once upon a time, there was a little girl who drank a

big

tall

cool

glass of water before bedtime. It was the biggest glass of water she
had ever seen. It seemed to take forever as the water trickled and
rolled down her throat and sloshed in her tummy.

The sleepy-time goblins saw this and cackled their evil little
goblinoid cackles. As soon as the little girl started to doze off,
they crept out from under the bed where she lives, and quick as a
flash threw leather straps around her ankles and wrists, then tossed
the whole bed into their goblin-sized Mercedes-Benz town car.

Quickly they drove out to the ocean. Throwing the bed onto a little
raft with a sail on it, they set it out to sea.

Back and forth

back and forth

the little raft rocked in the waves,

slosh

slosh

slosh

went the big waves as the raft swayed slowly

back

and

forth

in all those tons and tons and tons of

big

sloshing

water.

Slosh slosh slosh wnat the waves. Splashing up over the raft, they
soaked the little girl's night gown until she was

very

very

damp,

the water was

dripping

dripping

dripping

from her nightgown.


The little girl began to wonder if there were a little lady's room
where she could go wee wee. But she couldn't move a muscle.

Next, the goblins took the raft and set it next to a big fountain. It
sounded like thw world's biggest water faucet running

pwish

pwish

pwish

went the fountain.

Gallons

and gallons

and gallons

of water poured out of the fountain draining freely and easily down
the drain only to squirt up through the fountain again, hundreds and
hundreds of gallons of running water at a time.

Nite nite honey the end.









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Zapanaz
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Correspondent:: Rabbi Jacklyn Hyde
Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 21:17:00 GMT

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Zapanaz wrote:

> On Tue, 19 Oct 2004 02:45:58 GMT, Rabbi Jacklyn Hyde
> wrote:
>
>
>>paco wrote:
>>
>>>well.... isn't it?
>>>
>>>
>>
>>Alright, alright! Can I have a glass of water to keep on my bedtable?
>>And a bedtime story?
>>
>>--Sleepily, the Rabbs
>
>
> once upon a time, there was a little girl who drank a
>

>
> Nite nite honey the end.
>
With stories like that, fuck the water and gimme a shot of Jaegermeister.

--With love, the Rabbs


Correspondent:: mshotz@aol.commonkeypo (Rev. Richard Skull)
Date: 22 Oct 2004 00:45:34 GMT

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>paco wrote:
>> well.... isn't it?
>>
>>
>Alright, alright! Can I have a glass of water to keep on my bedtable?
>And a bedtime story?
>
>--Sleepily, the Rabbs

As long as I get to be your Teddy Bear.


MSHOTZ: The Post Post Modern Man

"War hath no Fury like a non-combatants"

Charles E. Montague


Correspondent:: "ghost"
Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 03:12:19 GMT

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"paco" wrote in message
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> well.... isn't it?
>


It was past my bedtime THREE DAYS ago.

So what the fuck is to you?




Correspondent:: Rev DJ Epoch
Date: 20 Oct 2004 12:16:40 GMT

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"paco" wrote in news:njYcd.81070$vO1.456588
@nnrp1.uunet.ca:

> well.... isn't it?
>
>

Zombie hell creatures have no bedtime.

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