NCC: YUMMY! You men will love this one, heehee.

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In a message dated 00-02-11 14:59:15 EST, Semmes2Bap writes:

<< As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection. A thick slab of ham, a fresh

bun, crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet

mustard. The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to

the picnic table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was

stopped by my wife suddenly at my side.

" Hold ny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich, " she

said.

I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching

again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my

fingers.

I love mustard.

I had no napkin.

I licked it off.

It was not mustard.

No man ever put a baby down faster.

It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue

protruding. With a washcloth in each hand I did the sort of routine

shoeshine boys do, only I did it on my tongue.

Later my wife said, " Now you know why they call that mustard " Poupon. "

>>

Jeff thought that those of us with children would really appreciate

this.

This is a seriously spiritual one, ! But I thought you would like

this one seeing that you have had little ones! Bro. Ken may even have

similar stories??!

Keep praying for us here.... God is beginning to move in ways that only

He can!

Jeff

p.s. - Charity said thanks so much for the email the other day!

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To: <Undisclosed-Recipient:;>

Subject: Fw: the ham sandwich

Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2000 11:42:46 -0600

Message-ID: <005501bf74b7$6de62620$020000cc@michael450>

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As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection. A thick slab of ham, a fresh

bun, crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet

mustard. The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to

the picnic table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was

stopped by my wife suddenly at my side.

" Hold ny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich, " she

said.

I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching

again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my

fingers.

I love mustard.

I had no napkin.

I licked it off.

It was not mustard.

No man ever put a baby down faster.

It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue

protruding. With a washcloth in each hand I did the sort of routine

shoeshine boys do, only I did it on my tongue.

Later my wife said, " Now you know why they call that mustard " Poupon. "

--------- End forwarded message ----------

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