>Devlin is selling snaks at a not-so-good-visited baseballgame.
>Suddenly he goes up to a bunch of guys and talks to them
>Devlin: Are you the Earth's Telepath's Front?
>Guy#1: What!? The Earth's Telepath's Front!? Pah! We're the Telepath's
>Front of Earth!
>Guy#2: Really? I allways thought we were the Popular Telepath's Front.
>Guy#3: No. The Populars sit over there. *Points at two old men.* <head in hands shaking>
This is wrong. I know it is, there is no denying it.
<looks up, you can see the smile>
still funny though