Got this via e-mail:

I used to have a Labrador retriever & I was buying a large bag of Purina
at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out. A woman behind me asked if I
had a dog(?). On impulse, I told her that no, I was starting The Purina
Diet again, although I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the
hospital last time but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an
intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs
in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that
the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets
and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is
nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.

I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now
enthralled with my story, particularly a tall, black guy who was behind
her.

Horrified, she asked if I'd been poisoned. I told her no, I'd been
sitting in the street licking my balls and a car hit me. I thought the
black guy was going to have to stagger out the door.
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Peace!
Om

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