then I kept hearing a woman repeat, "Your stop has been hit" is a rather sultry voice
(The following to be recited in the cadence of The Night before X-mas....
Twas a night to remember, when all tru the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
But all of a sudden, from the computer room there came, a droning voice without even a name.
Your stop has been hit, said the recording with glee, and a bit more cash disappeared, as the sounds wafted to Lee.
And from the bedroom, four eyelids flipped up, the startled eyes saying whassup?
In a feeble attempt at maintaining martial bliss, the Leester tried for a little kiss.
And in explanation of the electronic sounds, our hero stated, twas only a few ticks he was down.
No kiss said the lovely creature lying next to our trader, your explanation reeks of Ralph Nader, and there will be no Nick--Nick to your sorrow, until our greenbacks are restored on the morrow