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From: neofelisn@aol.com (Neofelis n)
Subject: Re: [OW!S] Refuge of the Blue Lagoon... and Rescue
Date: 09 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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>Chibi-Youma, back in his normal form, was doing his best surfing pose,
>flailing to maintain balance as Sodalite tried to shake him off.
>"Excuse me, but would you..."
>
>"Sorry, we're all out of Grey Poupon."
>
>C-Y pikued.  "No, actually I was wondering if you were heading for the
>Amichanians.  I've got to see a man about a template."
>

*half an hour later*

"I'm hungry!  Can we stop at Stuckey's?"

"I have to go to the BATHROOM!"

"How come I have to sit on the spare tire?!"

"Sprite's shoving me!"

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Stay on your own side, dammit!"

"This radio station sucks, play something else!"

"I think we missed a turn back there."

"Slow down!  I'm getting carsick!"

"Are we almost there yet?"

"I spy with my little eye, something that begins with D..."

"Desert."

"Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer, take one
down, pass it around... c'mon, join in!"

"Ooooh!  The World's Second-Largest Diet Coke Bottle!  Can we stop here?!"

"Chibi-Youma's making faces at me again!  STOP THAT, THAT'S DISGUSTING!"

"You're out of potato chips."

...And so it went, across the landscape of Otaku World.  Sodalite, who had now
picked up five unanticipated passengers counting the bat, was rapidly becoming
the world's most miserable driver.  The rest of the Rover's ABC-bound otaku
cargo, an estimated 40% of which were actually Amichanian, were growing
increasingly cranky; the fact that their route changed dramatically with each
successive navigator helped no one's mood.

Just when Sodalite was ready to pull over and disintegrate each and every one
of her passengers, then herself, a blessed vision appeared on the horizon: a
huge pile of blasted rubble with a dazed-looking group of otaku wearing blue
standing around it.  Sodalite let out her breath with a forceful sigh, then
braked abruptly, throwing the unwary in the backseat hard against the front
seats.

"We're here.  NOW GET OUT OF MY CAR!"

-Neofelis nebulosa, semi-overwhelmed with academia this week -_-;



Grrl code BL:* PA:** SF:*** TP: *** F:! B/F:!! A:! V:* B:* G:! O:** S:! N:* K:!
H:* D/S:! T/F:! R:! C:* 

It looked good-natured, she thought; still, it had very long claws and a great
many teeth, so she felt it ought to be treated with respect.