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In truth I wrote this a few years ago for another venue (at least I think it was a few years ago and another venue but if it was here and recently I can only plead to having lost massive amounts of short term memory because of some independent studies I have been involved in over the years)  but I think it is worth reprinting.  Euphemisms are wonderful things.  There are a plethora (yes its a word, look it up) of euphemisms for the act of intercourse (sexual not social) some of which are:  Bumping uglies, boinking, knocking boots, the beast with two backs (which is Shakespearian from Othello), banging,  hiding the (fill in your favorite phallic meat product ie sausage, trail bologna, pepperoni, or in my case cocktail frank),  obviously so many more  (I'm sure this is just asking for people to send me their favorites) .

Here's another great letter from a loyal CREAP.us podcast listener.  Keep the letters coming!

Sometimes strange things happen to me.  One such thing happened just the other day.

It seems I've lost an hour on Sunday.  It happened somewhere around 2 in the morning.  Now, to be fair,  I had been out binge drinking that night with A. Randy Feller, a couple of fine looking young ladies, and a man that looks surprisingly like Charles Nelson Reilly.

I now understand why countries can't seem to get along...it's their food's fault! 
Last evening I made the mistake of eating foods from many lands (which I am lovingly calling my "United Nations Dinner")  only to later find it is a HUGE mistake to think foreign foods interact any better than their human counterparts.