He sure does Father, but as for me I have enough trouble understanding James Joyce.

But once in a blue moon I can turn a phrase myself.

Like when I sit down at my computer with a bottle of Jack Daniels and have intercourse with my goodbuddies on the Internet.

My Internet pals are unsophisticated. They usually write back in acronyms, like "WTF". And, sadly, the following morning, as I re-read what I have written the past night, I find out that I don't know "WTF" myself.

But to my great satisfaction as I try to decipher what I have written, I find that I sound a little bit like Maverick and a lot like James Joyce.

My heros.

Last edited by themilum; 11/26/2005 9:27 AM.