IJMC Safari Tales

                         IJMC - Safari Tales

I'm dead. Or ought to be. I just finished putting together a bibliography 
on Joseph Stalin. I don't know whether to be amazed or dismayed over the 
amount of information available about this man, information found on the 
Internet. Oh well. I shall sleep now. And if I die before I wake, I pray 
the lord my bibliography to take.                                   -dave

John came back from a safari in Africa.  Upon arrival, he went to his
partner, Mark, and told him of his adventures.

"I was out in the jungle" he said, "when all of a sudden I heard a
noise in the bush behind me.  Looking back, I saw a huge lion, licking
his chops, and smiling at me.  The lion started coming my way and I
started running, with the lion not far behind.

When the lion was almost at my neck, he suddenly slipped, and I got
ahead a bit.

The lion started gaining on me, and as he got closer, once again
he slipped.

I happened to see a house not far away, and made towards it.
As I got close to the house, the lion was almost on top of me, when he
slipped for a third time.

With the very last bit of strength, I ran into the house and closed
the door in the lion's face."

"That's some story there, John.  Hell, I would have shit my pants in
such danger"

"Mark, Mark, What do you think the lion kept slipping on..."

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