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From: Nightfox <DJWA@******.UCC.NAU.EDU>
Subject: None
Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1993 16:51:54 -0700
>>>>>[ This is a video feed brought to you by your favorite Talking Toaster
and
breakfast companion. *** Include Video Feed ***

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: LISTER!!!!!!!! What happened to my HOUSE!!!!!!!

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: Lister?!?! why is there a hole in my den wall to the outside of my
house????

Spirit: Lister, and why is the den's computer table broken in pieces and
floating in the pool???

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: And Lister??? ... why does it smell so strange in here?

Talky: He wet his pants.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: Talky were is Craig???

Talky: He left. And he didn't even take a croisant with him!! The Nerve!!!!
Would you like his Croissant? Its still somewhat warm.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: Talky, no I don't want a croissant and what

Talky: Would you like a bagel then? its only a little wet from the pool water.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: Lister shut up. Talky what happened with

Talky: I'm sorry but he just wouldn't stop for a moment to take the croissant.
He really should you know, everyone needs atleast one croissant a day. Would
you like a flat cake instead?? Sorry about it being flat, but thats what
happens to cakes when they get jostled.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: LISTER SHUT UP!!! Talky, no I don't want anything, and if you don't
tell me what happened and where CRUSH is, I'll throw you in the pool.

Talky: Are you sure you don't want some toast? It might calm you down. And as
for throwing me in the pool it really doesn't do much good for my cirCUITS!!!
Hey !!!! put me down!!!! I'll tell!!! All right !!! I'll Tell!!!!!

Spirit: Talk. What happened here, and where is CRUSH.

Talky: Well ah... I was here in the den making lightly browned toast for him,
thats the way he likes it you know, with lots of jelly, while he read through
the mail while Lister here was watching Trideo and having Burnt toast with
butter, cinnamon, more butter and a topping of Lager. Any way, as CRUSH got
farther on in the mail I ran out of toast, so I ask him if he wanted a croissant
instead of toast. CRUSH said that a croissant would be fine and Lister looked
up and said that he wanted a waffle with vindalou sauce and lager. Anyway while
I was making the croissant, CRUSH, who was still reading mail was getting mad.
He said something about Doom and I said, "Sorry I don't know of a bread product
called Doom". He gave me this really bad look, and it interupted my making the
croissant, so I had to start again. I really hate that, having my croissants
get ruined they take so much work and I pride myself on being able to make them
a good light and crispy.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

Spirit: Get on with what happened to CRUSH.

Talky: Oh!! Yes!!! Uh, where was I? Ah yes, the ruined croissant. The
cruissant was ruined and CRUSH was angry while reading the mail. Anyway, a
little later he growls out 'dante' and about 2 seconds later he yells out, yells
mind you, "CRUSH KILL!!!!!!" With that he grabbed hold of the table, stood up
and then threw it across the room, skimming mister Listers head, it hit the
trideo screen and proceeded to fly straight on through the den wall!!! Thats
when it started breaking up before it hit the pool. Then he, CRUSH that is,
left the room in a rage and didn't even respond when I told him the croissant
was done. After that is when I noticed that some of the water from the pool had
got my bagels wet, and that a mister Lister was babbling on and on catatonicly.
A little while later I heard the front door slam and one of the bikes leave the
house, I presume that it was mister Morgan leaving. He hasn't even comeback for
his croissant yet. Humph.

Spirit: Where is the Computer that was on the table?

Talky: Last time I saw, it was flying over the hedge with my other package of
bagels.

Lister: OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod

*** End Video Feed***
So If anyone out there sees a rather large and irate Troll, tell him he forgot
to eat his croissant and that it is getting cold.

Ohhh, I almost forgot. Would anyone like some TOAST!?!?!?]<<<<<
-- Talky <16:46:21/12-14-54>
MagnaTech Toaster #17
Owner: Criag W. Morgan III

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