>three Women -- One German, One Japanese And A Hillbilly -- Were
> >sitting Naked In A Sauna. Suddenly There Was A Beeping Sound.
> >
> >the German Pressed Her Forearm And The Beep Stopped. The Others
> >looked At
> >her Questioningly. "that Was My Pager,"
> >she Said. " I Have A Microchip Under The Skin Of My Arm."
> >
> >a Few Minutes Later, A Phone Rang. The Japanese Women Lifted Her Palm
> >to Her Ear. When She Finished, She Explained, "that Was My Mobile
> >phone. I Have A Microchip In My Hand."
> >
> >the Hillbilly Woman Felt Decidedly Low Tech. Not To Be Outdone, She
> >decided She Had To Do Something Just As Impressive.
> >
> >she Stepped Out Of The Sauna And Went To The Bathroom. She Returned
> >with A Piece Of Toilet Paper Hanging From Her Behind. The Others Raised
> >their Eyebrows And Stared At Her.
> >
> >the Hillbilly Woman Finally Said, "well, Will You Look At That. I'm
> >gettin' A Fax."
> >
> >sitting Naked In A Sauna. Suddenly There Was A Beeping Sound.
> >
> >the German Pressed Her Forearm And The Beep Stopped. The Others
> >looked At
> >her Questioningly. "that Was My Pager,"
> >she Said. " I Have A Microchip Under The Skin Of My Arm."
> >
> >a Few Minutes Later, A Phone Rang. The Japanese Women Lifted Her Palm
> >to Her Ear. When She Finished, She Explained, "that Was My Mobile
> >phone. I Have A Microchip In My Hand."
> >
> >the Hillbilly Woman Felt Decidedly Low Tech. Not To Be Outdone, She
> >decided She Had To Do Something Just As Impressive.
> >
> >she Stepped Out Of The Sauna And Went To The Bathroom. She Returned
> >with A Piece Of Toilet Paper Hanging From Her Behind. The Others Raised
> >their Eyebrows And Stared At Her.
> >
> >the Hillbilly Woman Finally Said, "well, Will You Look At That. I'm
> >gettin' A Fax."
> >