> -----Original Message-----
> From: Burgoon, Augie [SMTP:augie.burgoon@lmco.com]
> Sent: Monday, March 16, 1998 12:52 PM
> To: 'Douglas Sjoberg@'; 'Edwards, Stan@'; 'Fryburger, Lee & Judy @';
> 'Gooch, Rex @'; 'Guzynski, George@'; Steele, James W; Kandara, John N;
> 'Jones, Chris@'; 'Jones, Jackie @'; 'Knopinski, Jack & Cathy@';
> Kennedy, Loretta; 'MacIntyre, John & Becky @'; 'Mapes, Glenn &
> Bobbi@'; 'McCleary, Judy@'; 'N-Johannes, Cindy @'; Konrath, Paul;
> 'Shaw, Ron@'; 'Stone, Dorothy @'; Gali, Vic; 'Wulf, Al & Patti@'
> Subject: Joke
>
> > A rather attractive woman goes up to the bar in a quiet rural pub.
> > She gestures alluringly to the barman who comes over immediately.
> > When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his
> face
> > close to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his
> beard
> > which is full and bushy.
> >
> > "Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both
> > hands.
> >
> > "Actually, no" he replies.
> >
> > "Can you get him for me - I need to speak to him?" she asks,
> running
> > her hands up beyond his beard and into his hair.
> >
> > "I'm afraid I can't" breathes the barman - clearly aroused. "Is
> > there anything I can do?"
> >
> > "Yes there is. I need you to give him a message" she continues
> > huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing
> him
> > to suck them gently. "Tell him that there is no toilet paper in the
> > ladies room."
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