From: | Ed Matuskey <MATUSKEY@***.EDU> |
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Subject: | Fenris? |
Date: | Mon, 2 May 1994 22:26:58 -0700 |
perpetual haze that blankets the city, our hero wakes up from another
night of bad scotch and so-so decking. Seeing the empty bed beside him,
Colin feels the lonliness assail him. Seeking comfort, he slides his hand
beneath his pillow, feeling the familiar cold steel of his firearm. Pulling
the pistol free, the scotsman feels the emptiness of his life fall away,
and he is ready to face the morning, the day, the week! And he wonders
when he will get to fire the Colt again......]<<<<<
-- Heather (22:20:41/5-2-55)
>>>>>[Good grief lass! Don't you ever stop?]<<<<<
-- Highlander (22:22:22/5-2-55)
>>>>>[Och, I'm sorry laddie, but seeing you fire at that troll.....You
looked so strong.....so masculine.....so ......hee, hee hee ha--
Sorry, but I know you, Colin. You looked like something out of a cop
sim! Come on, tell me true, how many movie soundtracks were running
through your head during that whole scene?
Colin the Kid.....Heeheeheeheeheeeeeee]<<<<<
-- Heather (22:27:40/5-2-55)
>>>>>[Ha. Ha. Just because you live in a constant fantasy.....oh, never
mnd.
Anyone out there know how Fenris is doing?]<<<<<
-- Highlander (22:30:45/5-2-55)