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From: "Dion C. Torraville" 
Subject: [OW!] Ultimate BBQ & Cards.    Was: Re: [OW!] Ultimatum ...
Date: 21 Jan 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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On Thu, 21 Jan 1999, Kelly Paul Graham wrote:

>     crawfish ! A couple of handfuls of cayenne and a handful of habeneros,
>     aka Scotch Bonnets... 'Seafood is for wimps' indeed", he chuckled.
>            
>            "You.. FIEND !!!" NC-Janitor gasped as SailorChaosX tried not to
> laugh 
>     outloud. "You're trying to POISON us !"

	NC-Janitor . o O ( Or make one hell of a meal )

>     mayhem! It's so much more fun to play with someone's head !! "
>            ' And,' NC-Janitor heard in his head, 'as far as matching me at
> cards goes-
>     be careful what you wish for.'  The Janitor then started hearing a
> deafening 
>     sound in his brain. Someone was shuffling a deck the size of a
> freight-train in his
>     head ! Then, he started seeing playing cards in his eyes. He fell to
> his knees, 
>     and imagined he started coughing up cards ! Then.. he recovered his
> sanity.

	"MY GOD THAT DOG'S TALKING TO ME!"

	[...]

	Well.. whatever passed for sanity in his mind.


>     He got up, in time to notice Bug's smile and eyes fading.
>            " But, before we do that," Bug said cheerfully, "Let's eat !"

	'Indeed' Bug heard NC-Janitor say in his mind, 'Nothing beats
playing mind games on a full stomach.'

	Bug pikued.  "HEY!  Telepathy is my schtick!  Stop it!"

	"Wha?" NC-Janitor asked in surprise, "I don't know what you're
talking about buggy."

	'HeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheHEHEHEHEHEH HAW HAW
HAW-'

	"I said STOP IT!"

	'sorry'

	"Um... Sailorchaosx?  You going to finish those candy bars?  NO?
Thanks." NC-Janitor swiped a handful of Mars bars from the seemingly
authorless otaku. "Perhaps we should email his author to let him know
about the BBQ, eh bug?"[1]

	"Yah, then there'd be ten times as many minds to mess with!"	

	NC-Janitor nodded sagely. "Hey, you know something,  these bars
are pretty good, I'd bet they'd sell like hotcakes.  Perhaps we should
give it a try after the card game(s)."



TBC?

--
NC-Janitor

Footnote:
[1] Haven't a clue what his addy is. ^_^;  If you know, please
forward this post to him. ^^;