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Subject: [Leica] leni riefenstahl, jill greenberg, sally mann and kyle cassidy walk into a bar ....
From: leicachris at worldnet.att.net (Christopher Williams)
Date: Wed Jan 24 15:38:48 2007
References: <2E02CF93448C9B4AB3CE1DD46241236E6093@EXCHANGE7.asc.local>

This is a trick question. Jill Greenberg and Kyle Cassidy would never walk 
into a bar together.

Chris

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Kyle Cassidy" <kcassidy@asc.upenn.edu>
To: <lug@leica-users.org>
Sent: Wednesday, January 24, 2007 6:19 PM
Subject: [Leica] leni riefenstahl, jill greenberg,sally mann and kyle 
cassidy walk into a bar ....


Leni wants something, but she'll only speak german, so the bartender keeps 
ignoring her, but she's getting beligerant.

"A round of Loud Mouth Soup!" I bellow over the excessive music, which I 
suddenly notice is "ABBA", at volumes not recommended by 
the makers of the sound system, I'm sure. On top of the disco syncopations 
is a rythmic flatulance of an over driven speaker, 
possibly with a hole in it.

"Do something about this goddamn music!" I shout to Sally, she starts 
fishing around in her gigantic purse and heads over to the 
jukebox. Meanwhile, the bartender produces four frosted glasses and pours 
gin in them indescrimantly from a bucket. A lot of it 
splashes on the bar.

"I'm all out of olives," he yells, throwing a shiny penny in each of the 
drinks before pushing them towards us, "and vermouth. 
That'll be --" he thinks a minute, his eyes rolling back in his head before 
popping back like cherrys on a slot machine, "eighty 
dollars."

"Eighty what?!" I exclaim, "that better be Canadian."

"You want to hang with the poneys, you gotta live with the horses," he says, 
staring into my eyes.

The music suddenly stops and the bar is dead silent in the split second that 
I yell

"What the hell does that mean?" at the top of my voice. All heads turn 
towards me. I look around embarrassed. The other patrons eye 
me like I've shown up at a funeral in a clown suit. Sally looks over from 
the juke box and presses a button. Some hideous country 
and western song begins yodling through the sound system and everybody turns 
back to their drinks.

"Eighty dollars," says the bartender again.

Suddenly, completely without warning Jill reaches across the bar and slaps 
him hard in the side of the head, the bartender reels 
back with a look of complete astonishment on his face as Jill snaps his 
photo with an old Crown Graphic she was hiding behind her 
back. The bulb makes a POP! noise audible over the music and we're all 
momentarily blinded. The bartender shakes his head and Jill 
ejects the bulb onto the floor and loads another one.

"Thanks gramps," she says.

"To hell with this dump," Leni says, twirling around on the bar stool and 
tossing an empty martini glass over her shoulder, "Let's 
go to Courtney Love's party, there's bound to be more action there."



How should I react?

a) Say, "No, let's sit around here and photograph one another, I have a 
noctilux!"
b) Say, "Yeah, that sounds good. I already blew all my cash on four drinks."
c) Slap Jill Greenberg
d) Ask Sally what she wants to do
e) Answer in fake German, to see if I can make Leni go mad thinking she's 
forgotten how to speak her native language




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