Stories

Earl

In Sitka, because they are fond of them,
People have named the seals. Every seal
is named Earl because they are killed one
after another by the orca, the killer
whale; seal bodies tossed left and right
into the air. "At least he didn't get
Earl," someone says. And sure enough,
after a time, that same friendly,
bewhiskered face bobs to the surface.
It's Earl again. Well, how else are you
to live except by denial, by some
palatable fiction, some little song to
sing while the inevitable, the black and
white blindsiding fact, comes hurtling
toward you out of the deep?

I saw Quinns Date and nominate him the King of Shroozle, my bipolar twin seconds the notion, its official, Quinn is the King of Shroozledom for all time.

When your at the dentist office sitting in the waiting room next to other people and your stomach makes a bubble sound but every one looks at you like you farted, thats shroozle.

I wake up every morning and sware I have to drop altleast 2 midgets at the pool, I squat but no midgets, 5 minutes later when I get out of the shower, I have to shroozle, whats up with that?

Once there was a family who's methods though harsh and cruel, were always true to certain unalienable principles that appealed to those who were in search of it, unfortunately there are many who have never glimpsed the before mentioned qualities and therefore don't know what they're missing, missing the mentioned mammon for not knowing what it is or was...........How to describe something that has no comparison is truly something to shroozle, because we always compare things to the things we don't understand so we can understand the abstract or unknown. Isn't that what writers do? In millions and millions of pages of the written word? Casting an illusion for all to follow to what ever glorious end they choose? The thing to shroozle here is what to do when you come to that point and say " What the fuck (Shroozle) are you talking about? " I want to pave my own street and shroozle all to the roads already laid before me. Is that such a crime? To say " Take that shroozle out of my ass and pass me your ice cream! " I choose the road of shroozle indefinitely. It is a light I chose not to see for as we all know staring at the heart of shroozle can lead to anal leakage followed bye the forget the nightmare you just went through lollipop from the local doctor who swears in all forms of gravity that " It will be all right" I say to the halls of Shroozle that I am not afraid and bring it on.

The vast amounts of banana oil that must be used for the child labor, border protector,exctasy dripping, overzealous,donkeybottombiting dancing banana's elbow joints could only be manufactured bye one Place, Shroozletopia minus 1 equals Quinns oobyoobywapwapeeezzt.

I have a dream that keeps repeating and repeating over and over. I am stuck in a maze but only do I start in the middle of three colors. I must choose a path to take I never know which one to take but every time I chose a different one. The colors are green, red, and black. The maze always leads to a different color clown every time. If I just stand in the middle of the maze then a friendly looking clown dressed in all white floating in the air will come up to me like he is going to show me the way out but instead he opens his mouth with sharp fangs and chases after me until I cross over one of the color paths in the maze. The green maze is full of light and not that scary until the clown pops up. He will come up to me slowly looking up and down just waiting for me to get scared and run. He wears a cape with a hood so I can’t see his face. The hood is dark green with spikes all down the back. If I don’t move then he will walk away. Until I least expect it he will jump out with claws as big as a bear and claw me to death. If I choose the red section I am doomed to unbelief. The red part of the maze has bones all against the walls and it’s so dark that all I can see is the blood red walls around me. I travel the maze until I get to the middle of the red maze. There are two separate paths that which ever one I choose I can never turn back. I always choose the wrong path and end up in a dark hall with a king’s chair at the end. When I walk down to the chair a clown is sitting down with bloody tears running down his eyes. Every thing around me is pitch black now except for the clown sitting on the chair in front of me. There are children’s body parts around the chair with blood pouring out. He sits there staring strait ahead like I’m not even there. Then I hear a little girl crying so I turn around to see who is there. The sound stops so I turn around back to the clown and he’s gone as well as the king’s chair. I get scared and start to run down this pitch black dream. I all of a sudden fall into a pit but the clown catches me. He says “I will spare your life and lead you to the end of the maze if you promise to give me everything you have.” I agree so he pulls me up and starts to chant. As he chants I get weaker and smaller and start to fade into dust. If I choose the black path I better be ready for dead mans walk. The black path is like walking in a dark alley in New York. All I hear are echoes of cries and screams. It feels like someone is following me so I start to walk faster and faster until I am under a light post and all there is, is my shadow. Suddenly my shadow takes 3d form until there is a shadow form of a clown. He then looks at me and says “this will have to do”. I jump back but not quick enough until he tears me to shreds. NO MATTER WHAT PATH I TAKE I HAVE NEVER MADE IT OUT ALIVE! ---ZACH 2005-02-28 PS: please Email me back at zachary_kohler@yahoo.com or themigitfamily@aol.com

Some twisted shroozle meaning 1. Two antennas meet on a roof, fall in love and get married. The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent. 2. Two hydrogen atoms walk into a bar. One says, "I've lost my electron." The other says, "Are you sure?" The first replies, "Yes, I'm positive..." 3. A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll serve you, but don't start anything." 4. A sandwich walks into a bar. The bartender says, "Sorry we don't serve food in here." 5. A dyslexic man walks into a bra. 6. A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says: "A beer please, and one for the road." 7. Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other: "Does this taste funny to you?" 8. Must know your Tom Jones repertoire for this next one. "Doc, I can't stop singing 'The Green, Green Grass of Home.'" "That sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome." "Is it common?" "It's Not Unusual." 9. Two cows standing next to each other in a field. Daisy says to Dolly, "I was artificially inseminated this morning." "I don't believe you," said Dolly. "It's true, no bull!" exclaimed Daisy. 10. An invisible man marries an invisible woman. The kids were nothing to look at either. 11. Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bull before. 12. A man takes his Rottweiler to the vet and says, "My dog's cross-eyed, is there any thing you can do for him?" "Well," says the vet, "let's have a look at him." So he picks the dog up and examines his eyes. Finally, he says, "I'm going to have to put him down." "What? Because he's cross-eyed?" "No, because he's really heavy." 13. Apparently, one in five people in the world are Chinese. And there are five people in my family, so it must be one of them. It's either my mom or my dad or maybe my older brother Calvin or my younger brother Ho-Chin. But I'm pretty sure it's Calvin. 14. I went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day but I couldn't find any. 15. I went to the butcher's the other day to bet him 50 bucks that he couldn't reach the meat off the top shelf. He said, "No, the steaks are too high." 16. A man woke up in a hospital after a serious accident. He shouted, "Doctor, doctor, I can't feel my legs!" The doctor replied, "I know you can't - I've cut off your arms!" 17. I went to a seafood disco last week and pulled a mussel. 18. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly; but when they lit a fire in the craft, it sank, proving that you can't have your kayak and heat it too. 19. What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh. 20. Two termites walk into a bar. One asks, "Is the bar tender here?"

One time I had a surprise fart shoot out of my butt, when I realized what I was doing, I tried to pinch it off, and it hurt my butt hole, and that ladies and gentlemen was butt shroozle induced almost sharding but not quite.

Shroozle is poetry that doesn't rhyme, but is written like prose and sounds great when read out loud... Like this one from Captain Black... The bells ring every Sunday at the Church near the end of my street. I have come to depend on them with each passing week. An anticipated constant in my world of taxi cabs and security check points, airline food and middle seats. It isn't any wonder that I would sell software, an intangible. There is no edifice to what I do, no legacy that much remains. A five year contract is the very best I can expect, and lately we've been settling for two year terms. Only a list on a board and a quarterly graph help me to measure my worth. I once took pride in the number of families my efforts help fund and feed, but now I hold my company's headcount in contempt. Not because they are always in the nest waiting for the next worm, although some are, but because I am always the one to push them from the nest. Even the ones who already know how to fly need to be pushed over again. I am always the one to push, the one to make them fly or fall. It has been the other constant in my life, unwelcome. Not like the Church bells, calling me to mass. I close my eyes as the bells chime 10 times and I remember that I had a girlfriend once. I remember that she use to enjoy the bells too. I remember her taking offense one morning when I wondered out loud if the bells served a purpose anymore. Ringing to call in the neighborhood which had, because of urban sprawl, already abandoned the Church by way of proximity. This neighborhood was mostly old homes full of character and craftsmanship on the outside. On the inside they were carved up into apartments for the college crowd, a mock imitation of a family neighborhood that was once real and vibrant a century ago. No one in earshot was coming to Church these days because the bells were ringing...most were recovering from hangovers or having sex. She leapt from under the covers and argued vigorously that the bells served more than one purpose, as was self evident in our weekly meditation to their tribute. I think she may have been disgusted by such a hollow observation. That was two years ago, and I remember now, with my eyes closed and my ears open, that she couldn't hear the bells from her apartment 6 blocks down.

a shroozle is something that martha stewerts lets out on a thursday afternoon after drinking cambodian breast milk in the month of may but on the third month of may or else it would come out as a rotemburgish.

A shroozle is a lil green man that runs around and grabs peoples balls and then runs. And when he grabs them he says 'Wapoopoo', and when he comes back he looks at the guys face and says 'thats the best tastin pickle Ive eva hoid'

Shoorzle is a meterological term for when a violent lake effect snow band combines with a Noreaster holiday blizzard, the marriage of which effects 12 to 24 inches of blowing and drifting snow, and visability so bad you can't see the nose on your face. My fingers are crossed for a Shroozle to hit December 23 and last until the 26th.

A shroozle is the day when Dale Baskett chokes on an African Hunnybee during a preliminary stage of constipation as he rips his short-shorts down the ass crack while performing a reverse lateral pivot from 63-89% acceleration, a day which may very well happen on November 13th....ok fine.

A shroozle can be so many things, for instance the dancing banana man coould be the gate keeper of the shroozle, and you people that ask these questions may be the ones that have kidnapped the shroozle and done god knows what to the holy man. I see now what I hear is true, and you know what I mean and you know I like it like that and you always make it sooo good. enough of that its a little scary and especially silly. The dancing banana guy is definitly some voodo concoction because hes telling me to do things ahhhhhhhhh, I am a Banana, be the banana...........no.....yes.....maybe...........uuuurrrrrahhhhhhheeeeeeohhhhhhhhh.

S-sam & brittney wrote this poem H-how are we supposed to know what a shroozle is? R-Ryen & Quinn can give us an answer O-Ostrich O-Orange Z-Z(the last letter of the alphabet) L-Losers like us write these gay poems E-Eat my shroozle Love Always, Samantha Lauren Cerovich & Brittney Elaine Ames

a shroozle is the song that never ends...it goes kinda like this...this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.this is the song that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends some people started singing it not knowing what it was and theyll continue singing it forever just because.

shroozle...i like a packet of certs...theres only 50, but every one tastes better than the last...theyre powerful mints with retsyn crystals and made in thailand...for more information call 1800 524 2854...its a real number! or...www.certs.com...to find out WHAT A REAL SHROOZLE IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dear Abby: I am a crack dealer in New Jersey who has recently been diagnosed as a carrier of the HIV virus. My parents live in a suburb of Philadelphia and one of my sisters, who lives in Bensenville, is married to a transvestite. My father and mother have recently been arrested for growing and selling marijuana and are currently dependent on my other two sisters, who are prostitutes in Jersey City. I have two brothers. One is currently serving a non-parole life sentence in Attica for murder of a teenage boy in 1994. The other brother is currently being held in the Wellington Remand Center on charges of sexual misconduct with his three children. I have recently become engaged to marry a former Thai prostitute who lives in the Bronx and is still a part time "working girl" in a brothel. Her time there is limited as we hope to open our own brothel with her as the working manager. I am hoping my two sisters would be interested in joining our team. Although I ! would prefer them not to prostitute themselves, it would get them off the street, and hopefully, the heroin habits. All things considered, my main problem is this. I love my fiance and look forward to bringing her into the family and I certainly want to be totally honest with her. Should I tell her about my distant cousin who is French? Signed, Worried

A shroozle is a person who can play good lixx. You know those strings on the top of your keyboard that you mash with your fingers? They go like: meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley MEEEEEEEE. Yeah, yeah, and then another shroozle comes in and plays the bass and hes like dou dow da dou da da DOU da dou da dou dou and another shroozle comes in on his keyboard and he's like boop boop boop boop bopp boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boo and then I'm like " And the dragon comes in the NiIIiiiiIIIiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiIIGGHH

A shroozle is a person who can play good lixx. You know those strings on the top of your guitar that you mash with your fingers? They go like: meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley meedley MEEEEEEEE. Yeah, yeah, and then another shroozle comes in and plays the bass and hes like dou dow da dou da da DOU da dou da dou dou and another shroozle comes in on his keyboard and he's like boop boop boop boop bopp boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boo and then I'm like " And the dragon comes in the NiIIiiiiIIIiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiIIGGHH

--MATH PROBLEM This sounds about right: Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100% ? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants over 100%. How about achieving 103%? Here's a little math that might prove helpful. What makes life 100% ? If: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z is represented as: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26. Then: H A R D W O R K 8 1 18 4 23 15 18 11 = 98% K N O W L E D G E 11 14 15 23 12 5 4 7 5 = 96% But, A T T I T U D E 1 20 20 9 20 21 4 5 = 100% And, B U L L S H I T 2 21 12 12 19 8 9 20 = 103% So, it stands to reason that hard work and knowledge will get you close, attitude will get you there, but bullshit will put you over the top. And look how far ass kissing will take you. A S S K I S S I N G 1 19 19 11 9 19 19 9 14 7= 127 %

Dear Tide: I'm writing to say what an excellent product you have. I've used it since the beginning of married life, when my mom told me it was the best. In fact, about a month ago, while at my mother-in-law's house, I spilled some red wine on my new white blouse. She started to berate me about my drinking problem. Well, one thing lead to another and I ended up with a lot of her blood on my white blouse as well. I tried to get the stain out using her bargain detergent, but it just wouldn't come out. On my way home, I stopped and got a bottle of liquid Tide with bleach alternative, and all of the stains came out! They came out so well, in fact, that the DNA tests were negative! Thank you, once again, for a great product. Well, gotta go, I have to write a letter to the Hefty bag people

A little girl goes to the barber shop with her father. While her dad gets his hair cut, she stands right next to the barber chair, eating a Hostess snack cake. The barber says to her, "Y'know, sweetheart, you're gonna get hair on your Twinkie.." "I know," she replies. "I'm gonna get boobs, too."

When is a shroozle a schmoo? A long time ago, Britain and France were at war. During one battle, the French captured an English major. Taking the major to their headquarters, the French general began to question him. The French general asked, "Why do you English officers all wear red coats? Don't you know the red material makes you easier targets for us to shoot at? In his bland English way, the major informed the general that the reason English officers wear red coats is so that if they are shot, the blood won't show and the men they are leading won't panic. And that is of course why from that day forward all French Army officers wear brown pants!

A shroozle is a RAMBUNCTIOUS SCHPHINCTER COMBOBULATOR MECHANISM SULLENLY CONSUMED A DELICIOUS CHEESE SANDWICH WHILE WILDY WIGGLING WOBBELY WAFFLES WONDERFULLY. There you have it.

Shroozle is the feeling you get when you rub peanut butter on your nipples and have your dog lick it off. It kind of reminds you of Keanu Reeves on a Monday afternoon, around 12:42.

This is a test..... if this test is posted on the shroozle.net web site then I know that my computer is shroozled

a shrooZle is a mushroom from the shire. bred by the hobbits to creat a stronger pipe weed

hey this is Jim Leeman I never got my points for gannon in week 13 someone needs to handle that by the end of the year Thank you

Give the ball to Ryan! the worst that can happen is he shroozles the ball in the end-zone...then you have to go for two, because everyone knows you can't kick a shroozled football!

you do! you do! you do! you do! hell yea a little YDD style.. the best part of waking up is YDD in your cup. HELL YEA YDD CAMPBELL AT THE JELLY FACTORY

Shroozle n. (Shrüzle) - The conjunction of a plural pronoun compound sentence after the helping verb but before the interjection and 3 words after the preposition or prepositional phrase. Example: Around the dark, scary, Shroozle; wow! I don't know how to use this in a sentence! whats a conjunction?

a shroozle is a ydd of some type, or just a flpd i say a little 50/50 action dont you think DOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGG. ydd style ERIC STALL

Back in my day any God fearing shroozle that stuck its nose(s) where it didn't belong got a pail of shmooo tossed in his direction! Now a-daze there are shroozles running amok no matter where you go. That's why I'm forming the "Stamp out Shroozle" march! The way I've got it figured is; we form a big hands across America thing and stomp out the little buggers from coast to coast! Are you with me? I say again "ARE YOU WITH ME?" no, okay, i'll be over here in the corner if you need me..... ahhhh there's a shroozle in the corner!

Uncle Derrick is planning to arrive at 11:07 am Saturday May 18. He will hang with family all day Saturday and into Sunday evening. Uncle Derrick departs Sunday evening at 7:20pm to Vegas Uncle Derrick will attempt to sell shroozle all week in Vegas. Then Uncle Derrick will attempt to sell more shrooze in Reno. Uncle Derrick will return to San Van Diego the evening of Tuesday May 28th at 8:53pm from Reno. Uncle Derrick will then depart San Van Diego at 2:07pm on Wednesday for home. Uncle Derrick is hoping one of his nephews with a driver's license and a car can pick him up Saturday at 11am.... and perhaps another nephew with a driver's license and a car could take him to the airport on Sunday night. All of this, of course, is in the cause of spreading the Shroozle Gospel.

The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. Thomas Jefferson (1743 - 1826)

A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to shroozle.

Whether we listen with aloof amusement to the dreamlike mumbo jumbo of some red-eyed witch doctor of the Congo, or read with cultivated rapture thin translations from the sonnets of the mystic Lao-tse; now and again crack the hard nutshell of an argument of Aquinas, or catch suddenly the shining meaning of a bizarre Eskimo fairy tale: it will be always the one, shapeshifting yet marvelously constant story that we find, together with a challengingly persistent suggestion of more remaining to be experienced than will ever be known or told. Throughout the inhabited world, in all times and under every circumstance, the (shroozle) of man have flourished; and they have been the living inspiration of whatever else may have appeared out of the activities of the human body and mind. It would not be too much to say that shroozle is the secret opening through which the inexhaustible energies of the cosmos pour into human cultural manifestation. Religions, philosophies, arts, the social forms of primative and historic man, prime discoveries in science and technology, the very dreams that blister sleep, boil up from the basic, magic ring of (shroozle). Ariadne, the daughter of King Minos, fell in love with the handsome Theseus the moment she saw him disembark from the boat that had brought the pitiful group of Athenian youths and maidens for sacrifice to the Minotaur. She found a way to talk with him, and declared that she would supply a means to help him back out of the labyrinth if he would promise to take her away from Crete with him and make her his wife. The pledge was given. Ariadne turned for help, then, to the crafty Daedalus, by whose art the labyrinth had been constructed... (It should be noted that Daedalus was NOT low bidder on the contract to build the labyrinth for King Minos, and was in fact selected because his mazes were clearly the most confusing and mindboggling than all the other vendors. Also, he had some incriminated information on the King, etc.) Daedalus simply presented her with a skein of linen thread, which the visiting hero might fix to the entrance and unwind as he went into the maze. It is, indeed, very little that we need! But lacking that, the adventure into the labyrinth is without hope. It is not ironic, but a design of the universe that Daedalus--the mastermind behind the labyrinth--would also be the problem solver, the guide, "the way" in the true hour of need. For centuries Daedalus has represented the type of artist-scientist: that curiously disinterested, almost diabolic human phenomenon, beyond the normal bounds of social judgement, dedicated to the morals not of his time but of his art. He is the hero of the way of thought-singlehearted, courageous, and full of faith that the truth, as he finds it, shall make us free. And so now we may turn to him, as did Ariadne. The flax for the linen of his thread he has gathered from the fields of the human imagination. Centuries of husbandry, decades of diligent culling, the work of numerous hearts and hands, have gone into the hackling, sorting, and spinning of this tightly twisted yarn. Furthermore, we have not even to risk the adventure alone; for the heros of all time have gone before us; the labyrinth is thoroughly known; we have only to follow the thread of the heropath. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existance; where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world. Joseph Campbell, "The Hero With a Thousand Faces" (minus the parenthesis added by Uncle Derrick)

A Shroozle is what you do when your swimming under water and you fart but instead of a Beph sound, it sounds like a shroozle. In simpler terms shroozle is a(n) underwater fart. Or can be a sweaty fart either or,A WET FART! No I'm pretty sure a Shroozle is a fart that is not DRY! Like now I just Shroozled my Shorts. P.S. Shroozle is not associated or does shroozle in any way shape, form, or sound, associates itself with or pertains to any adjective meaning or implies Diarrhea, crapping you pants, poop in your drawers, or shatting ones' self. It simply means moist fart or aka... HYDRO FLATUS in medical terms means Wet Gas. Shroozle (Wet Gas) starts in the lower digestive tract. Expelling of gas from a body orifice; esp. the Anus. The average person excretes 400 to 1200 cc of gas each day. Shroozle from the lower intestional tract contains, H20, methane, skatoles, (not Skittles) indoles, (not tadpoles), carbon Dioxide and small amounts of nitrogen. Shroozling is however safer than just lighting a normal Flatus. Due to the extra Hydrogen and Concentrated Oxygen. No report has been documented of causing hair loss or even worse anal flair up. Shroozling is complety FDA approved and recommended to Children above 6 months.

My wife and I went hiking today. We took the dogs with us and enjoyed the not so hot sun. As we were hiking up the hill my wife said " How Much Further"! I said" I think its just around this Shroozle". And that is what I think a Shroozle is, a word you can use to describe where in the Hell You are, or Where you want to be.

When i was 12 years old i was walking down my street and a shroozle turned me into a old person

I like a cold vanilla milkshake on a shady summer afternoon right after I have schroozled the lawn.

(you figure it out) Today I saw a cat acting. I know this cat. She was acting. She’s very efficient with her movement. When I walk by, she’s sitting there. When I’m sitting there, she’s sitting there. She wants you to pet her but won’t go out of the way to be pet. Today she was… prancing. She was lifting her legs high and rubbing her face, one side then the other, on blades of tall grass. I thought, “Wow, look at you! Prancing –one, two…” My approaching presence scared away a squirrel on the nearby stump. The cat was livid but kept it up for a beat. She broke from her sashay and was inclined to flip me off –looking to the middle of four contiguous fingers. …She realized it wasn't her shroozle.

If you go golfing and hit a lawn gnome with a your drive, you've shroozled your shot so far right that you'll need two Mullagans and a Maloney to get back to the fairway!..... ask Doug

A shroozle is simply the thing in the back of a heavy smokers throat that makes their voice sound raspy. In other words, dont smoke or you will have a Shroozle living on your uvula

Once when I was walking in the woods I came across a shroozle. At least that's what I called it, some other people call it deer crap, but I call it shroozle 'cause its easier to clean shroozle off of your shoes than it is to clean deer crap!

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Copyright © 2001 by shroozle master. All rights reserved.
Revised: 10/04/09 09:25:11 -0700.