} Well, you appear to have some problem with communication. And,
} this is just E-mail, where you can take all the time that you want to
} edit your words. I can just IMAGINE what it's like to talk to you in
} person! . . . Wait, that would be why the women don't understand YOU.
} The reason that you don't understand women is the same reason that the
} rest of us don't: they are WOMEN! They OWN us! They CONTROL us! We
} only understand what they WANT us to understand! . . . Well, not ME,
} of course; I'm the Oracle. I know EVERYTHING! I understand ALL! No
} one controls ME! I tell you--
} Orrie! What are you going on about?
} Uh...nothing, Lisa, dear. Just some foolish mortal asking
} about... about...uh...hmmm...what the hell WAS he asking about?
} Oh, nothing important, I'm sure. <devilish grin> Come with me.
} But, I was...uh...what WAS I doing?
} You were coming with me, Orrie. <another devilish grin>
} Go on into the bedroom, Orrie, dear. I'll be right there.
} You owe Orrie and I some peace! Stop the stupid questions about women,
} sex, love, etc., etc... Get a life, and figure out what to do
} Oh, and Priesties, darlings, you want to put this in the Oracularities
} for all to see. <yet another devilish grin>