From: | David Buehrer <dbuehrer@******.CARL.ORG> |
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Subject: | Re: CotSB |
Date: | Tue, 21 Jul 1998 15:14:22 -0600 |
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/ >First Priest of the Church of the Squooshy Ball
/ > - Just returned from the incubation tour!
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/ ?????? My curiosity is getting the best of me. Just what does that mean?
Mark receives a phone call at 7:43 p.m. He hears a husky female voice,
"Be waiting outside in 5 minutes if you want to meet boB."
Outside a limo pulls up. Mark gets in, and is whisked away.
5 hours and 23 minutes later the limo returns. The left rear door
opens and Mark tumbles out and lays on the ground. Drool drips from
his chin. A two inch diameter imprint, left by the impact of a squishy
ball traveling at high velocity, is in the center of his forehead.
The limo sedately pulls away.
Within a few minutes a non-descript armored HMVV approaches at high
speed and comes screeching to a halt. Several figures in black
fatigues leap out, weapons at the ready. They approach Mark and form a
loose circle around him. "Damn it, we're late." They pause, and then
bow their heads. One of them draws a 1000 year old carp from a
satchel, and mercifully bludgeons Mark. "There, that should bring him
around in a couple hours." "Will he remember?" "No."
-David
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"If I told you, then I'd have to pull a Shadowrun against you. Sorry."
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