Subject: Send Ho-hos!

Date: 04 Nov 1998 00:00:00 GMT

From: (Mumthra)

Organization: MotPU: Where Binary Moodswings are ALWAYS on the Menu

Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free, alt.slack





So far, so what? Day four is coming to an end without bloodshed,

although we both do seem to be suffering from mild systemic shocky

things. I have airguts and the Rev thinks he might have a strep

throat, so naturally I wanted to take a look. That was a mistake.


It's bad in there. His uvula is the size of a golf ball and his

tonsils have regrown much bigger than before. In fact, everything

inside his mouth is so large that it was a contextual shock to look at

his outsides again and see that he hadn't swollen all over.


But the rilly disturbing part was the talking worms. There's a whole

family of striped, friendly-looking wormy things in there. When they

saw the flashlight they started to ham it up with--you know, dance

numbers, sword fights--the usual things. I'll tell you, I had a fairly

difficult time not acknowledging all of them, although I did say

"Hello there." I didn't say anything to HIM about the fauna, though.

It would just make him itchy.


Anyway, I'm rilly, rilly glad that we've been able to quit together

without psychosis!



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