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Wulfman wrote:Maybe you need to hang around with this wild and crazy bunch a little more often to help "fill your tank".

That's a thought, this does seem like the kind of group who'd be fun to, er get tanked with.

Li-hic-am.

Personally, Liam, I think that the "stream of conversation" humor is funnier than the funniest joke.

Also, we need the most diverse and knowledgable group to make this forum truly excellent. You have a unique viewpoint and are one of the best critics.

Plus, where else are you going to find out about the new developments first? MAYBE, just maybe there will be a development that will possibly help you,

or possibly,

your son.

You may want to keep on checking in. Heaven knows, an awful lot of the posts here aren't necessarily about JUST the xPAP equipment experience.

And now that some of us have our senses of humor restored, we may be able to actually properly appreciate your humorous contributions.

Limericks....we need limericks.

Bookbear wrote:Limericks....we need limericks.

Bookbear asks us for a limerick
But we lack the talent to do the trick
the ones that I know
aren't suitable, so
I'll have to rely on old schtick.


Sorry, my limerick skills are a tad rusty.

I could try again
with other form of poem
how about haiku?


I was tempted to try Iambic Pentameter, but ... nah.

Liam, not a poet.

Okay maybe not a limerick...

But stop reading if you heard this one before:



What do you call 10,000 lawyers at the bottom of the sea?


A good start. [drums sound]

Liam, better than I could do.....have a Guiness!

Stryker, you want lawyer jokes???????


hehehehehehehehee......



Did you hear about the lawyer on vacation whose sailboat capsized in dangerous, shark-infested waters?

He surprised his traveling companions by volunteering to swim to the far-off shore for help. As he swam, his companions were startled by the appearance of two dorsal fins -- great white sharks, heading straight toward the lawyer.

To their surprise, the sharks allowed the lawyer to take hold of their fins, and escorted him safely to shore.

When the lawyer returned with help, his companions asked him how he had managed such an incredible feat. The lawyer answered, "Professional courtesy."

OR



A man, visiting San Francisco, noticed a musty curio shop, which seemed to be forgotten by time. It seemed very out of place in the busy city. The man's curiosity was piqued, and he entered the shop. The store didn't seem to have much traffic, and the shelves were full of dusty, but interesting items. The man found himself strangely interested in a rather ugly brass rat on a shelf behind the counter. Ugly it was, but he had never seen anything like it -- it was so incredibly detailed, and life-like. He asked the shopkeeper for a price.

The man was pleased to learn that he could acquire the rat for only $5, and he handed the shopkeeper the money. But, before giving the man the rat, the shopkeeper sternly warned him, "This sale is final. If you leave the shop with the brass rat, I won't take it back under any circumstances."

The man thought the warning was curious, given that the rat only cost $5. Even if he decided he hated the rat, that was hardly an amount worth worrying about. He agreed to the shopkeeper's terms, and left with the rat.

At first, everything seemed perfectly normal. But as he walked back toward his car, the man started to hear strange rustling noises around him. Then he saw a life rat scurry out of an alley, and start to follow him. Suddenly, rats seemed to be appearing all around him, streaming out of sewers and dumpsters, all following him and milling about his feet.

The man began to run, but the rats kept up in increasing numbers. The man realized that he was being chased by literally tens of thousands of rats. The ground came alive, as the rats swarmed behind him.

The man suddenly realized the significance of the shopkeeper's warning, and knew what he had to do. He turned toward the bay, and ran as quickly as he could toward the water. When he reached the waterfront, he threw the brass rat as far as he could into the bay. The rats raced past him, following the brass rat into the water, where they drowned.

The man returned to the curio shop, and upon seeing him enter the shopkeeper shouted, "I told you, no refunds. I don't want trouble here. The sale was final, and you can't return the merchandise."

The man smiled, and replied, "Oh, I don't want to return the rat. I just want to know -- do you have a brass lawyer in stock?"

liam--

wouldn't it be funny/amazing if the hybrid worked for you? i mean, if you hang out here, you might just be tempted to try our stuff again.

caroline