From: | "Brian E. Angliss" <ANGLISS@****.PSU.EDU> |
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Subject: | What the drek is wrong with you, vamp? |
Date: | Tue, 31 Aug 1993 14:36:55 -0400 |
britches? You never had this big an ego before, man, and I can't say I really
like the change. Your being in among all your toys in the warehouse has fried
your brain. Diana, tell me what happened to him.]<<<<<
Slash(14:29:53/08-31-54)
>>>>>[Dad was so worried that P. Clement(who seemed to have disappeared)
would
try to take out the buisness that he came here instead of going with you and
Foxey Roxey and Nex on the tour. Big mistake. He saw the day-to-day workings
and money coming into the place and went kinda crazed. He started acting like
a God among men when the security fought off a small and minimal threat attack
by a runner crew, who we paid off and sent on their merry way. He went off on
them like a loony, spouting that we could have killed them in 40 different ways
and all that drek. You've known him for years, and you used to run together,
so maybe you can calm him down and get him back to normal.]<<<<<
Diana, Mistress of the Night(14:35:32/08-31-54)
>>>>>[Well, since Harlequin has offered the use of his home for the party,
I
suggest that you and I convince Harlequin to not allow Action Jackson to
present ANY of his wares. This is a runner's party, for crying out loud, not
a corporate weapons convention. You have a problem with that,
Harlequin?]<<<<<
Slash(14:38:05/08-31-54)