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06/29/06 02:13 - ID#21188
Picking up after yourself at Sea World
Weird article from the NYTimes (6/25/06): 
Basically the article is written by a woman who, after getting frustrated with her good husband's annoying habits, decided to take a lesson from the people who train exotic zoo and water park animals. Apparently men can be trained after all...?!
I guess I'm posting the link basically to bait (e:chicoschica) (nice new pic, chica!) into some sort of a reaction, but I also couldn't resist the tangential connection to the marriage discussion revolving around (e:dragonlady7,37) .
I'm tempted to be insulted by the article but I think (like the husband in the article) I'm more amused than irritated. Hell, I even laughed out loud at one point -- an unlikely event when I'm reading the NYTimes. haha
Basically the article is written by a woman who, after getting frustrated with her good husband's annoying habits, decided to take a lesson from the people who train exotic zoo and water park animals. Apparently men can be trained after all...?!
I guess I'm posting the link basically to bait (e:chicoschica) (nice new pic, chica!) into some sort of a reaction, but I also couldn't resist the tangential connection to the marriage discussion revolving around (e:dragonlady7,37) .
I'm tempted to be insulted by the article but I think (like the husband in the article) I'm more amused than irritated. Hell, I even laughed out loud at one point -- an unlikely event when I'm reading the NYTimes. haha
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