On Tue, 30 Nov 2004 18:28:43 -0500, Capt. Neal®
wrote this crap:

I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.


I never cook. Cooking is for losers. I dine at fine reataurants,
like Hooters.





Pathetic Earthlings! No one can save you now!