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From: "Dion C. Torraville" 
Subject: Re: [OW!] Ultimatum . . . from the last guy you'd ever consider
Date: 18 Jan 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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On 16 Jan 1999, Kelly Paul Graham wrote:
>
>            "An' Mommy", said Chibiusa, "asked Bug to look after me !" She
> looked 
> over at the Rei-chanian and Minako-chanian with a mischevious eye and
> smiled.
>           "We're in trouble..." the two warriors whimpered.

	"... cause I didn't expect more than THREE people to show up for
the BBQ!" NC-Janitor cursed.

	The Non-Continuous One ran to the grill and swiped 4 steaks, 10
burgers, 5 sausages, and a whole mess of potatoes. "To hell if I'm not
getting my share!  Bwahaha!"

	"HEY!  NO FAIR!" The others shouted and ran to fight over the
remaining foodstuffs.

	"Hey Janitor?  Got cola?" Bug teased (Meanie! ^^;) as he sat on
the ice box.

	"Doh!"

	"Hey Bug?  Got sweets?" Sailorchoasx teased (Bigger Meanie! ^^;)
as he sat on the candy machines.

	"Um?  Trade?"


TBC?


--
NC-Janitor