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-----Original Message-----
From: "Karen"
To: "Lou (E-mail)"
Subject: CDs
Date: Wed, 24 Sep 2003 12:44:45 -0700

Hey there!

I keep getting fun things in the mail. Yesterday, it was Al Franken's new book. Today - an entire shit load of CDs!

Of course, I especially adore the cover art on the one entitled "Bad Boys (Vol. I)*�. I am most interested to discover what songs might on that little ditty.

Thanks a bunch, bro!

Regards,
Karen

-----Original Message-----
From: Louis
Sent: Wednesday, September 24, 2003 1:42 PM
To: Karen
Subject: Re: CDs

Ms. Karen, you are most welcome. You know that it is no trouble at all to make for me to make these CD's you request. In fact I quite enjoy the entire process. I don't much of an avenue any more for my creative juices, so this helps me let off built up steam. Anyway I hope that the CD's bring you hours of pleasure, enlightenment and fulfillment. Always remember ask and thy shall receive.

Lou

-----Original Message-----
From: "Karen"
To: "Lou (E-mail)"
Subject: CDs
Date: Wed, 24 Sep 2003 1:44:45 -0700

Hey � at least you get to play in a band � two even, you greedy little bugger!!!! I don�t even have that anymore. I think I�m losing my voice. It�s so out of shape; it�s very sad. The last couple of times I�ve tried to sing I was just pitiful.

I need to sing regularly, so I don�t lose my voice. I�m even thinking of going to this karaoke bar by my house fairly regularly, just so that I can. I just�you know�karaoke�gets old very quickly.

Talk to ya later!

Regards,
Karen

*Lou creates the �cover art� for CDs he burns for me. �Bad Boys (Vol. I)� has some pictures on it of scantily clad model-type dudes and also has an illustration of one such model-type dude tied up and being spanked by some gals. Highly entertaining.

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