A Long Story of International Stupidity -- Again!

From: John Lodder 
Subject: Re: A Long Story of International Stupidity
Date: Monday, September 18, 2000 3:16 PM

In article <20000917172818.24959.00001418@nso-ft.aol.com>,
BillDing42  wrote:
>
>At 2 a.m., the stoopitians all fell over, met again at the
>breakfast table four hours later, then all crawled home.
>
>The End

Or is it the end?  In the far-flung outpost of Chicago
known as O'Hare International Airport, two figures lurked.
They looked innocent, until you glanced at the sign one of
them held:  it read "Phil," with a picture
of a bucket next to a picture of a mouth.

The lovely and talented Naomi spotted the sign first.
"Phil," she said, "That's you."

By now, they were a thresome.  Well, actually a foursome,
but the fourth had another flight to catch:  Phil, Naomi, and
Phil's supervisor.  We found gate number for their connecting
flight, and headed off in search of refreshment.  We had all of
an hour before their flight left for New York......

All in all, it was fun visit, pleasant and withouht the hectic
elements in Bill's adventure, I think.  We re-enacted the
arrival, and Noami took before and after photos of John and
Rochelle holding the sign, then another of Phil in the protobacon
T-Shirt with the Stupidity Flag next to John with the sign.

We showed them the brontosauraus that the Field Museum moved
into the United terminal at O'Hare, had a Starbuck's, and
chatted;  they left with a box of Wolfgang Puck's pizza in
hand.  Not to mention the little clip-on spectacle holders
that Greg bought.

john, experiencing an odd inclination to return up-stream
to grad school.

-- 
"Oh, to be in England now that April's there"   --RB
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