Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2007 11:52:26 GMT -5
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A woman from Los Angeles, who was a tree hugger and an anti-hunter,
purchased a piece of timberland, near Grants Pass, OR.
There was a large tree on one of the highest points in the tract.
She wanted a good view of the natural splendor of her land so she started to
climb the big tree. As she neared the top she encountered a spotted owl that
attacked her. In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the
ground and got many splinters in her crotch.
In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest doctor She told him she was
an environmentalist and an anti-hunter and how she came to get all the
splinters.
The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to go
into the examining room and he would see if he could help her.
She sat and waited three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry woman
demanded, 'What took you so long?'
He smiled and then told her, 'Well, I had to get permits from the
Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service and the Bureau of Land
Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational area.
I'm sorry, but they turned me down.'
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A woman from Los Angeles, who was a tree hugger and an anti-hunter,
purchased a piece of timberland, near Grants Pass, OR.
There was a large tree on one of the highest points in the tract.
She wanted a good view of the natural splendor of her land so she started to
climb the big tree. As she neared the top she encountered a spotted owl that
attacked her. In her haste to escape, the woman slid down the tree to the
ground and got many splinters in her crotch.
In considerable pain, she hurried to the nearest doctor She told him she was
an environmentalist and an anti-hunter and how she came to get all the
splinters.
The doctor listened to her story with great patience and then told her to go
into the examining room and he would see if he could help her.
She sat and waited three hours before the doctor reappeared. The angry woman
demanded, 'What took you so long?'
He smiled and then told her, 'Well, I had to get permits from the
Environmental Protection Agency, the Forest Service and the Bureau of Land
Management before I could remove old-growth timber from a recreational area.
I'm sorry, but they turned me down.'
