Martha C
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Tony turns his head to make sure no customers are within earshot, and then whispers to Jennifer, “Did you say you have a Googlebot?”

“Yes,” Jennifer whispered back, “I have a Googlebot that's out of control.”

Tony's imagination is doing double-time. “What do you mean out of control?”

Jennifer glanced around once again to make sure their conversation could not be overhead. “You're going to think I've gone daft,” she said, “but my Googlebot is dancing!”

“Come on, Jenny, give us a break here,” Tony chided. “Your Googlebot has a long way to go before it can dance!”

Jennifer gave Tony a withering look <img src='style_emoticons//mad.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’mad.gif’ /> as she turned to her customer, “Good morning, Madam, how can we assist you this lovely morning?”