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IF YOU GOTTA GO, START EARLY My friend is a rather old-fashioned lady, always quite delicate and elegant, especially in her language. She and her husband were planning a week's vacation in Caroga; so she wrote to State Campsite at E. Caroga Lake and asked for a reservation. She wanted to make sure the campground was fully equipped, but didn't quite know how to ask about the "toilet" facilities. She just couldn't bring herself to write the word "toilet" in her letter. After much deliberation, she finally came up with the old-fashioned term "bathroom commode". So, she started all over again and referred to the bathroom commode merely as the B.C. "Does the campground have its own B.C."? is what she actually wrote. Well, the campsite ranger wasn't old-fashioned at all and when he got the letter, he just couldn't figure out what the woman was talking about. That B.C. business really had him stumped. After worrying about it for awhile, he
showed the letter to several campers, but they couldn't imagine what the lady
meant either. So, he finally came to the conclusion that the lady must be
asking about the location of the Baptist Church. He sat down and wrote the
following reply: Dear Madam: |
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