>>... to go and take a flying f**k at one of their own rolling doughnuts! :-)
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>>LOL!!! Terry, you've got a way with words.
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>>Right now, I'm sitting in the cafe of the local Barnes and Noble, which serves certain Starbucks brands and has wireless access.
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>>I'm drinking a White Chocolate Mocha espresso Venti (the largest), with extra whipped cream and an extra shot of espresso...and checking out this hot little nubile waif who's working at the counter.
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>>God Bless America.
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>>Kevin
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>Kevin
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>That's nothing. Yesterday, at lunchtime, I was sitting in the graveyard of our local Norman/Saxon church, getting a damp arse from the grass, eating battered sausage and chips from paper, reading "Dragonflight", and checking out these cute squawking seagulls, who were perched on lichen encrusted gravestones, waiting for me to shake out my leavings for them, or the odd "coffin-dodger" who walked through.
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I remember being evicted from a graveyard while having a beer (pub next door in the city) by an angry priest who thought we where being disrespectful.
I'd quite like the idea when I'm gone of people enjoying themselves wherever I end up rather than it being empty all the time.

Nick


>Our lives follow strangely parallel paths, don't they? :-)
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>Terry