} Forwarded to Oracle Headquarters, Department of Misdirected Mail
} Intended for Miss Manners. Answered by Oracular Clerk #265.
} :Polite? This mortal wants to know if it's POLITE to boil people in
} :oil?! I'm sorry... I've been working all day on napkin ettiquite and
} :salad fork placement, but this-- THIS question is the last straw! I
} :don't need this kind of aggravation for four bucks an hour, I QUIT!!!
} Forwarded to Oracle Branch Office, Tibet, Office of Unanswerable
} Questions. Answered by Oracular Clerk #172.
} :Ah. Dear supplicant, the philosophers have been divided on this issue
} :for many centuries, and-- Wait a minute, this isn't an unponderable
} :unanswerable question! This is another random routing from one of
} :those fed up clerks in the head office! Every time there's something
} :a little bit too challenging, they toss it my way and expect me to
} :come up with some miraculous answer! Well, two can play THAT game...
} Forwarded to Oracle Headquarters, Department of Woodchuck Control.
} ***AUTOMATIC RE-ROUTING***
} Forwarded to Oracle Branch Office, Upper Volga, Office of Supplicant
} Termination and *ZOT* Processing. *ZOT* request processed by Oracular
} clerks #511 and #197.
} :Hold on! Hold on!
} }What's wrong now, #511?
} :I think this one is misprocessed, have a look.
} }Hmmm... Well, it's not much of a grovel...
} :It may be minimalist, but it still qualifies. I don't see anything in
} :there about woodchucks, or the number 42, or how many roads a man must
} :walk down...
} }So what are you saying?
} :I think we should send this one up to the boss. It would be a shame
} :to waste a perfectly good supplicant for a mail-routing error.
} }So do it, already. We're got a whole batch of users to *ZOT* in
} }Cleveland, and I want to be out of here by five.
} Forwarded to Oracle Headquarters, Office of the
} President/Chairman/Chief Financial and Executive Officer. Answered by
} the Usenet Oracle.
} I'd recommend sauteeing in wine sauce. It's a lot healthier AND it
} tastes better. In fact, Lisa's frying up a few Oracular Clerks as I
} write this!
} You owe the Oracle a side-dish of your choice.