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From: jmr@motown.UUCP (John M. Ritter)
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Subject: Fractured Shaggy Dog Story
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Date: Fri, 27-Dec-85 15:35:00 EST
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Posted: Fri Dec 27 15:35:00 1985
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This long winded fractured shaggy-dog story or whatever you want to call it
was making the rounds of colleges about a dozen or so years ago. It is a
type of story which is usually told only to a member of the opposite sex,
at least back then it was!

I don't know why I remember it; I guess we all have to be embarrassed by
something...


     Well it seems that there were these four fleas trapped inside an
upside-down jar. Three fleas were male, the fourth female.

     The female flea was bemoaning the fact that here she was, so young, but
now she was about to die as there was absolutely no chance of rescue. Male-1
offered his condolences but said "Fear not, for I know how to rescue us
from this horrible tragedy."

     Astonished that there could be a possible means of escape, the female
flea said "That's wonderful. I had given up all hope! Tell me, how will
you do it?"

     Male-1 said, "My dear, that's a special secret. But, I'll tell you
what: Sleep with me tonight, and I'll tell you in the morning."

     After much thought, knowing she would certainly die if they couldn't
escape, she conceded. Early the next morning, she roused the sleeping male
and asked, "OK, let's get out of here now!" Imagine her surprise when
Male-1 explained, "Sorry, I don't really know how to get us out. I just
said that so you would sleep with me..."

At this point, she is completely distraught. 

--Go into the same detail with all of the other fleas, but for the last flea,
--the story ends...

     Astonished that there could be a possible means of escape, the female
flea said "That's wonderful. I had given up all hope! Tell me, how will
you do it?"

--And *STOP* the story here. Your subject will undoubtedly respond: "Well,
--what happens next?"
--The answer is, of course, "Sleep with me tonight, and I'll tell you in the
--morning!"

...Sorry