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I started off faithfully hitchhiking to Cape Odd, Massatwocents, where I had hoped to see Wacky. Unfortunately, she was on a spiritual quest in the Blue Rides Mountain Theme Parks of North and/or South Carolina. Sad at having missed her, I stepped abored my brand new original ancestral Viking raiding schooner. In order to be politically correct and culturally diverse, I staffed my viking raider with spics, micks,chinks, wops, kikes, dykes, pygmy's, raghead terrorists and (gasp) a Presbyterian. (Plots was unavailable but we shanghaied some guy from a pew.) However since they were to be vikings, I required them to become blondes. We then headed west out across the vast uncharted icecube filled, stormswept northern Carribean. Following the north star sapphire, I finally came upon the frozen arctic aurora borealis incrusted fjords of northern Albania. Once there, I met with a Punjabi shaman of Swahili heritage who took me to a Sioux sweat lodge to find THE in a vision quest. (Little did he know I had already had my eyes checked by an optometrist, hee hee.) Not finding THE there, I moved eastward to the low plains of Kilimanjaro and in among the wild men of the Borneo tribe who still haven't heard the word because we sent our WOW's to Amarillo, They had no clue about THE but wild men that they were, they sure knew how to paarr-teeey. I ended up losing most of my crew there. Leaving there I trekked southwest thru the great western Sequoia forests of the Tibetan Himalayas with my Yeti guides. I must say the smells were so overpowering they knocked out the rest of my viking crew, but it sure did remind my of my Neanderthal youth. Ah, good memories. Now, where was I? Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

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After that, THE was seen evermore with a six-pack of kegs under each arm. Rumors ran rampant that whenever THE was at home in his Olympian palace at THE top of THE Mountain, He was plugged in to an IV connected directly to a Guinness tanker truck. THE had been a good odd, and He was our odd. THE was spontaneously born of a computer glitch when Raf was trying to post. That and our own vain imaginings and efforts fashioned THE into an ODD after our own images of meaningless religious drivel. But as we got caught up with THE newly found freedoms and joys of this world and found commonsense, we forgot about our odd of strange babble-ons and endless numerous number count races. Then the E-vile anti-THE forces came in and hijacked THE and He ain't hardly been seen since. Awakening from my slumber under THE Fountain of Living Guinness, I had dug myself out and regained control of my swirling brain cells. After reaquainting myself with THE new Greasespot Cafe I determined to find THE again. As I went out in search of THE It began a spurtual awakening...... Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

...in the eastern foothills of the rocky mountains of western Ohio, at the foot of THE mountain, sitting at THE Fountain of Living Guinness, with my tired feet soaking in the rich foamy dark pools. It had been a long three weeks searching the world over looking for THE, who had not been seen for quite a while. THE last few years had not been kind to THE. At THE of Ages, THE had divided himself into six parts and was doing an absolutely hilarious version of the Blue Angels aerial aerobatics team when he ran smack dab right into himself at a combined closing airspeed of over 1000 miles per hour. After that he was always somewhat out of phase with himself, let alone the universe.. (It didn't help that THE had sucked down about three kegs of Guinness just prior to the airshow.) Then President Laid Crap Martianhumper was exposed before THE whole congregation when THE true meaning of his book, "V.D. and ME" became known. Though John Hinder investigated his WayGB cubicle diligently, he never discovered that THE secret interpretations to "V.D. and Me" had been planted by Theosalie 'Fox' Drivinhog in her takeover coup to gain THE presidency and the president's wife for herself. If Laid Crap Martianhumper had turned the freewheeling happy-go-lucky...... er, -believing religion of THE into an egotistical, hardassed selfserving MOG worshipping slavedom, Theosalie has slightly mellowed it out to an egotistical, hardassed, selfserving MOG worshipping slavedom-question mark where noone knows what THE rules are. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

You have not missed me, I'm still here. It sure has been a long strange trip since that year in Amarillo. Now I must get back to my search for THE. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

Ted, I agree 110% with your assessment of Mr. Socks as the great gitbox man. We sure were blessed with many great and wonderful musical talents back in the early days. Their hearts were tender before God and they sure did come up with some beautiful music before TWI tried to squeeze them into a propaganda conformity machine. Love you both; Ted and Socks Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

Sorry I missed your birthday. I hope you had a good one. I wish you health and prosperity and many more. Give your wife a big hug for me, and please give my love to all who may remember me, too. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

Due to health problems, many times I am too tired to reply. that doesn't mean I'm not cooking a few story lines in my brainbox. you just have to be patient with me at times. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

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Prophet Emeritis of THE. He carried on an important labor of love while I was ummm.... indisposed at "THE Fountain of Living Guinness." THE certainly is big enough for two prophets. After all, any businessman knows that the more prophets he has, the easier it is to doctor the annual reports. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen [This message was edited by dabobbada on August 06, 2002 at 2:11.]

is still trying to avoid the I.R.S. Way II much fun for one man. love, Bob Hansen

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