From: (Mumthra)

Subject: Mehh!

Date: 05 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT


Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free



We big people are home today with creeping laryngitis, while the KIDS

can scream and scream if they want to.


Half the time Jack sounds like a very large goat. No matter what he's

trying to say, it's liable to come out, "Mehh!"


I like it because I don't have to form an actual reply to anything and

can just say, "You're so cute when you're bleeting," or "BAH!"

depending on how well my vocal cords are wiggling.


If I weren't on the Zort, I'd say that it was going to be a way-big,

stretched-out kinda day, but I am on the Zort, so I shrug and feel

mostly content with my teeth.


I'm not supposed to be able to feel that touch of Zort yet, but it's

having this placid placebo effect right away. It's not Slack, but

maybe it's a cousin of Slack.


It IS like buying a watch and then deciding that time is irrelevant,

so that you never look at your new watch, but leave it on, not because

it's attractive but mostly because it's already THERE even though you

CAN take it off and you can WANT to take it off, you don't take the

time to make the decision to take it off, even though you have taken

the time to make the decision that time is irrelevant.






This was probably from Mumthra.

"So you'd have to take it on faith that it was in fact

a tentacle and not, say, a potato." --Jahweh Dave Lynch