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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

Are you going to post any pictures of you "wallowing in Victorian bliss?"

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

Are you going to post any pictures of you "wallowing in Victorian bliss?"

Sir!

I have had several similar enquiries and I reply to you as to them, what goes on beneath the petticoact remaims beneath the petticoat.

with no horses frightened.

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

I assume it was 99 cents Canadian.

I know this remark makes no sense, but I needed a segue to the following story:

Around ten years ago I was invited to speak at a Liberty Youth Camp (or something like that) near Toronto. The drive from Bloomington to Toronto is quite long, but my future ex-wife and I shared the driving duties and made the trip without any lengthy stops.

I needed to convert $100 U.S. into Canadian currency, so we stopped at a bank shortly after entering Toronto. I was wearing jeans, a tee-shirt, and sandals. I hadn't shaved for over a day, and I probably looked disheveled in other respects, so I apparently didn't meet the high standards expected of customers in Toronto banks. I say this because of the conversation I had with a female bank teller. It went exactly like this:

"Can I convert U.S. currency here?"

"Why? Do you have some?"

I wasn't in a good mood when I entered the bank, given the long and virtually nonstop trip, so this bit of sarcasm nearly set me off. My tongue can easily outrun my brain, so I almost said, No, lady, I don't have any money. I just thought I would stop by and chat with the world's rudest bank teller.

But I took a deep breath instead, since I didn't relish the prospect of an argument, and plopped down five twenties.

Ghs

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

I assume it was 99 cents Canadian.

I know this remark makes no sense, but I needed a segue to the following story:

Around ten years ago I was invited to speak at a Liberty Youth Camp (or something like that) near Toronto. The drive from Bloomington to Toronto is quite long, but my future ex-wife and I shared the driving duties and made the trip without any lengthy stops.

I needed to convert $100 U.S. into Canadian currency, so we stopped at a bank shortly after entering Toronto. I was wearing jeans, a tee-shirt, and sandals. I hadn't shaved for over a day, and I probably looked disheveled in other respects, so I apparently didn't meet the high standards expected of customers in Toronto banks. I say this because of the conversation I had with a female bank teller. It went exactly like this:

"Can I convert U.S. currency here?"

"Why? Do you have some?"

I wasn't in a good mood when I entered the bank, given the long and virtually nonstop trip, so this bit of sarcasm nearly set me off. My tongue can easily outrun my brain, so I almost said, No, lady, I don't have any money. I just thought I would stop by and chat with the world's rudest bank teller.

But I took a deep breath instead, since I didn't relish the prospect of an argument, and plopped down five twenties.

Ghs

Oh, dear. You must have visited that bank during Saturninealia, when we abandon our habitual cheery niceness and indulge in the mean nasty quips we have been saving up all year. I have to say, I thought that one was pretty funny. L

But apart from that, Mrs Lincoln, what didja think of Toronto?

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

I assume it was 99 cents Canadian.

I know this remark makes no sense, but I needed a segue to the following story:

Around ten years ago I was invited to speak at a Liberty Youth Camp (or something like that) near Toronto. The drive from Bloomington to Toronto is quite long, but my future ex-wife and I shared the driving duties and made the trip without any lengthy stops.

I needed to convert $100 U.S. into Canadian currency, so we stopped at a bank shortly after entering Toronto. I was wearing jeans, a tee-shirt, and sandals. I hadn't shaved for over a day, and I probably looked disheveled in other respects, so I apparently didn't meet the high standards expected of customers in Toronto banks. I say this because of the conversation I had with a female bank teller. It went exactly like this:

"Can I convert U.S. currency here?"

"Why? Do you have some?"

I wasn't in a good mood when I entered the bank, given the long and virtually nonstop trip, so this bit of sarcasm nearly set me off. My tongue can easily outrun my brain, so I almost said, No, lady, I don't have any money. I just thought I would stop by and chat with the world's rudest bank teller.

But I took a deep breath instead, since I didn't relish the prospect of an argument, and plopped down five twenties.

Ghs

Oh, dear. You must have visited that bank during Saturninealia, when we abandon our habitual cheery niceness and indulge in the mean nasty quips we have been saving up all year. I have to say, I thought that one was pretty funny. L

But apart from that, Mrs Lincoln, what didja think of Toronto?

"The Canadian glows with delight in his sleigh and snow; the very idea of which gives me the shivers." - Thomas Jefferson, 1805

Ghs

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

I assume it was 99 cents Canadian.

I know this remark makes no sense, but I needed a segue to the following story:

Around ten years ago I was invited to speak at a Liberty Youth Camp (or something like that) near Toronto. The drive from Bloomington to Toronto is quite long, but my future ex-wife and I shared the driving duties and made the trip without any lengthy stops.

I needed to convert $100 U.S. into Canadian currency, so we stopped at a bank shortly after entering Toronto. I was wearing jeans, a tee-shirt, and sandals. I hadn't shaved for over a day, and I probably looked disheveled in other respects, so I apparently didn't meet the high standards expected of customers in Toronto banks. I say this because of the conversation I had with a female bank teller. It went exactly like this:

"Can I convert U.S. currency here?"

"Why? Do you have some?"

I wasn't in a good mood when I entered the bank, given the long and virtually nonstop trip, so this bit of sarcasm nearly set me off. My tongue can easily outrun my brain, so I almost said, No, lady, I don't have any money. I just thought I would stop by and chat with the world's rudest bank teller.

But I took a deep breath instead, since I didn't relish the prospect of an argument, and plopped down five twenties.

Ghs

Oh, dear. You must have visited that bank during Saturninealia, when we abandon our habitual cheery niceness and indulge in the mean nasty quips we have been saving up all year. I have to say, I thought that one was pretty funny. L

But apart from that, Mrs Lincoln, what didja think of Toronto?

"The Canadian glows with delight in his sleigh and snow; the very idea of which gives me the shivers." - Thomas Jefferson, 1805

Ghs

Heh. The founding father did not foresee, as he could not have been expected to, the 21st century in which there was no snow in Toronto this year, - and the things there are none of in America, would indeed give him the shivers.

Carol

glowing with suntan on the deck

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I take it back about East York Cares. Just got Barchester Towers for 99 cents and am wallowing in Victorian bliss. And the library strike is almost settled.

I assume it was 99 cents Canadian.

I know this remark makes no sense, but I needed a segue to the following story:

Around ten years ago I was invited to speak at a Liberty Youth Camp (or something like that) near Toronto. The drive from Bloomington to Toronto is quite long, but my future ex-wife and I shared the driving duties and made the trip without any lengthy stops.

I needed to convert $100 U.S. into Canadian currency, so we stopped at a bank shortly after entering Toronto. I was wearing jeans, a tee-shirt, and sandals. I hadn't shaved for over a day, and I probably looked disheveled in other respects, so I apparently didn't meet the high standards expected of customers in Toronto banks. I say this because of the conversation I had with a female bank teller. It went exactly like this:

"Can I convert U.S. currency here?"

"Why? Do you have some?"

I wasn't in a good mood when I entered the bank, given the long and virtually nonstop trip, so this bit of sarcasm nearly set me off. My tongue can easily outrun my brain, so I almost said, No, lady, I don't have any money. I just thought I would stop by and chat with the world's rudest bank teller.

But I took a deep breath instead, since I didn't relish the prospect of an argument, and plopped down five twenties.

Ghs

Oh, dear. You must have visited that bank during Saturninealia, when we abandon our habitual cheery niceness and indulge in the mean nasty quips we have been saving up all year. I have to say, I thought that one was pretty funny. L

But apart from that, Mrs Lincoln, what didja think of Toronto?

"The Canadian glows with delight in his sleigh and snow; the very idea of which gives me the shivers." - Thomas Jefferson, 1805

Ghs

Heh. The founding father did not foresee, as he could not have been expected to, the 21st century in which there was no snow in Toronto this year, - and the things there are none of in America, would indeed give him the shivers.

Carol

glowing with suntan on the deck

Why didn't entrepreneurs bring in snow-making machines?

--Brant

the curse of socialism?

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"The Canadian glows with delight in his sleigh and snow; the very idea of which gives me the shivers." - Thomas Jefferson, 1805

Ghs

Heh. The founding father did not foresee, as he could not have been expected to, the 21st century in which there was no snow in Toronto this year, - and the things there are none of in America, would indeed give him the shivers.

Carol

glowing with suntan on the deck

Why didn't entrepreneurs bring in snow-making machines?

--Brant

the curse of socialism?

I cannot find "entrepreneur" in my Oxford Canadian Dictionary, so the answer to your question is probabl, because we do not have any entrepreneurs here, whoever they are.

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"The Canadian glows with delight in his sleigh and snow; the very idea of which gives me the shivers." - Thomas Jefferson, 1805

Ghs

Heh. The founding father did not foresee, as he could not have been expected to, the 21st century in which there was no snow in Toronto this year, - and the things there are none of in America, would indeed give him the shivers.

Carol

glowing with suntan on the deck

Why didn't entrepreneurs bring in snow-making machines?

--Brant

the curse of socialism?

I cannot find "entrepreneur" in my Oxford Canadian Dictionary, so the answer to your question is probably, because we do not have any entrepreneurs here, whoever they are.

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