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- From: mneeley@nyx.cs.du.edu (Mark Neeley)
- Subject: my holiday swim
- Message-ID: <1992Sep9.170513.26358@mnemosyne.cs.du.edu>
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- Date: Wed, 9 Sep 92 17:05:13 GMT
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- Well, I guess I'd better own up to it sooner or later.
-
- I have a friend whose family owns a dairy farm. Last week,
- they had a fire, which caused quite a bit of damage. They
- lost 2 *big* stalls, 200 calves, and 20 cows. So, a bunch of
- us decided to spend Labor Day helping them clean up. We
- had been there a few hours, and I was starting to get used
- to the smell.
-
- Well, we were done cleaning up one stall, and moving to the
- next. There was a big cement pad surrounded by a short wall.
- I decided to walk on top of the wall. Then, I jumped down
- onto the cement, which looked like it was covered with about
- 1/2 inch of water.
-
- It wasn't water.
-
- In fact, it wasn't cement.
-
- I kept on sinking, where I had expected to stop. I lost by
- balance a bit, not expecting the "cement" to give way like
- that. But then my feet hit the bottom, and I was able to
- keep myself from falling. I found myself waste-deep (about
- 3 ft) in muck.
-
- Well, not exactly muck.
-
- It was cow manure.
-
- Mark
-
-