One hot July day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry sight. Starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny and hair all matted down. We felt sorry for her and put her in a carrier and took her to the vet. She had no name so we named her Pussycat. The vet decided to keep her for a day or so and said he would let us know when we could come and get her.
My husband, (the complainer) said "OK, but don't forget to wash her, she stinks. My husband and my vet don't see eye to eye. He calls my husband El-Cheap-O'. My husband calls him 'El-Take-0'. They love to hate each other. The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, which is located next door to the vet. The doctor's office was full of people waiting to see the doctor. A side door opened and in leaned the vet; he had obviously seen my husband arrive. He looked straight at my husband, "Your wife's pussy is finally clean and shaved. She now smells like a rose. And, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God knows who the father is!" And he quietly closed the door. Now that's revenge! Stephen Russell DBA / Developer Electracash, Inc. 5100 Poplar Ave. Suite 2518 Memphis, Tennessee 38137 1-901-684-0348 Email: [EMAIL PROTECTED] www.electracash.com The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. _______________________________________________ Post Messages to: ProFox@leafe.com Subscription Maintenance: http://leafe.com/mailman/listinfo/profox OT-free version of this list: http://leafe.com/mailman/listinfo/profoxtech ** All postings, unless explicitly stated otherwise, are the opinions of the author, and do not constitute legal or medical advice. This statement is added to the messages for those lawyers who are too stupid to see the obvious.
