Yo geezers,

Good curry the other night. Hey Clint, y'balding frisson of delight, my work for the next week has been postponed so I should be fine for your barb. Is it still Sunday July 11th at around one pm-ish? Hoss.

p.s.- did you enjoy a successful menage a troi after we parted on Saturday night? Hey Clint, were you the happy "filling" in the sandwich, as it were, or did you hog one of the outside lanes? Maybe you were the recipient of a serious early morning Sunday roast. Did Bob come early and then lose interest, page-hopping through ceefax with an air of disdain? Or did he squeal like a possum as you repeatedly impaled his dirtbox with your short, but delightful, blue-veined custard chucker?

Hoss.