In article <1993Jan22.061712.17942@leland.Stanford.EDU> tullfan@leland.Stanford.EDU (Richard Thompson) cheers up the group's best writer and then fatally
signs off with a quote by:
> -Winnie-the-Pooh
Well I just got back from Reno. Me and Pooh were running nonstop between the
all-night seven-card stud game at Fitzgerald's and Sparks, home of the
infamous exploitation-club,, the Mustang Ranch. Not that we cared. We were
living high, me and Pooh, spending our money as fast as we made it. We must
have made the run fifteen times, in a Lexus rental car we picked up in Salt
Lake City, where I met Pooh at the airport. The first words out of his mouth
were to the effect that the world was going to hell and all was shit and that
goddamn Tarzan/boy had ruined everything.
Pooh made enough money selling junk bonds to Tigger to get out, and
he was looking for the high life.
It was his money we used on the first seven trips to the Ranch. Then
the stud game got serious and we started bankrolling our retirements.
So don't think quoting Pooh will get you anywhere, not here and not in