Fwah?

Yeah, it sucks when nobody responds.
Have a hertz donut...
yuk yuk yuk

Notes found on a sidewalk written by an eminent psychiatric reveal deep seated problems; "What's wrong with my last two riddles?" cries the anonymous patient. Your whimpering should be directed to the ?'group hug' forum. Furthermore, they are far too difficult.

"No one's even trying." - No one could be more trying than I.

"Are they that bad," - Who knows, no one has been able to decipher them yet.

"or was there just a lull over the weekend - No, it was the busiest w/e ever.

If it was your intention to seek out the ?'sympathy' vote, (Suzy, "Yeah, it sucks when nobody responds. Have a hertz donut...) I see you have succeeded. In fact, I had a parrot that sucked seeds. He died a polygon.

In short Coat's, pull yourself together, button it and belt up. :wink:

I reserve the right to whine...

Nay, I embody it!

I also reserve the right to wine.

"I reserve the right to whine...
Nay, I embody it!"

"The sun never sets. It just goes off to rise somewhere else."

I think not! You enbiggin it. (Copyright The Simpsons)

"I also reserve the right to wine."

Cheers.
No cookie for me then.

Feel better now, SCoates?

Not really... But thanks for asking.

Coatzy was trying to sell an old car. S/he was having a lot of problems selling it, because the car had almost 230,000 miles on it.

One day, s/he told the problem to Suzy. Who said, "There is a possibility to make the car easier to sell, but it's not legal."
"That doesn't matter," replied the Coatzy, "if I can only sell the car."

"Okay," said Suzy. "Here is the address of a friend of mine. He owns a car repair shop. Tell him I sent you and he will 'fix it'. Then you shouldn't have a problem anymore trying to sell your car."

The following weekend, Coatzy made the trip to the mechanic.
About one month after that, Suzy asked Coatzy, "Did you sell your car?"
"No," replied Coatzy, "Why should I? It only has 10,000 miles on it!" :wink:

All persons mentioned are fictitious.

heh heh! Wiseass!