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Issue #871 |
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          | This is Louise Stephenson, daughter of Lea Stephenson, Polywater's long-time inside sales star. The photo was taken at the very moment Mom explained one of life's big lessons: the birds and the poles (she's too young for the birds and the bees). Not surprisingly, as realization sinks in, Louise gives stink eye to the notion that woodpeckers can cause such significant damage to wooden utility poles, and what the implications could be for her cartoon viewing if the power or internet service were to fail. Louise is not amused. Not cool, woodpeckers. Louise, a huge fan of Sir Winston Churchill, beseeches all of you to do your utmost to end the scourge of pole damaging peckerwoods by promoting UPR Utility Pole Repair usage across the country--and especially on the poles in her viewing area. Through Mom she sends the following inspirational message about standing up to the avian bullies who would harm our poles: "We shall go on to the end; we shall fight in France; we shall fight on the seas and oceans (umm ... not too many seafaring woodpeckers, Louise --Editor). We shall fight with growing confidence and the growing strength of UPR. We shall defend our poles, whatever the cost may be--although UPR repairs are actually quite economical. We shall fight them on the beaches. We shall fight them on their landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields and in the streets. We shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, our power grid or a large part of it were subjugated and starving of juice, then our poles, repaired and guarded by UPR Sealant, would carry on the struggle, until, in the local utility’s good time, new poles, with all their power and might, are issued forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old." Louise, your career in UPR sales awaits you. |
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                              | My Wife's Not Going To Like It.   One day I accidentally overturned my golf cart. Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf estate, heard the noise and looked up from her lawn chair. “Are you okay, what's your name?” she asked. "I'm Phil and I'm okay, thanks," I called back. "Phil, forget your troubles. Come up to my villa and rest a while. I'll help you get the cart up later," she said. "That's mighty nice of you, but I don't think my wife would like it," I answered. "Oh, come on," Elizabeth insisted. She was very pretty, very sexy, very persuasive, and I was ... weak. "Well okay," I finally agreed, and then added, "but my wife won't like it." After a few restorative brandies, and some creative putting lessons, I thanked my host. "I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife is going to be really upset," I said. "Don't be silly! She won't know anything. By the way, where is she?" Elizabeth said with an inquisitive smile. "Under the cart," I said. |
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