[Groop]groosagi and tokferrto

Wed, 2 Oct 2002 15:08:11 EDT

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In a message dated 9/27/2002 2:18:31 PM Eastern Daylight Time, 
ChromatiksDream@aol.com writes:

> As tok's mental rambling continued, a bush rustled with the passage of 
> something large.  
> "a-ha, now the menace is beginning to show itself"

Slowly the branches of the bush began to part, a dim figure just beyond the 
line of clear sight.  Groosagi, stood apparently mesmerized by the sight.  In 
truth he was just looking out into space, but that is neither here nor there. 
 The bush continued its slow parting.  Groosagi clearly confused by the 
occurence, as well as by pretty much everything else, issued a finger up his 
nose.  Finding a gooey gem, he brought forth his prize.  "Gooey!  Must be a 
sweet cheese ball."  Tasting the morsel, he continued "ehh, not sweet cheese. 
 Much too salty.  What can this delicacy be?"

As Groosagi marvelled at his new discovery (actually, he had discovered the 
snack before but had forgotten that fact), the bush finally ceased its 
rustling, branches drawn low to reveal the formerly shadowy figure.  

The figure sprang forth, in an immaculately sharp suit, and oddly scuffed 
wing-tips.
"Hear here you bulbous monstrosity", the figure admonished "I am Mr. 
Sudilovsky, Esq, and I have been given the charge by my clients to order you 
to cease and desist this obvious infringement on their property rights.  You 
simply can not be allowed to exist!"  

In an unpredictable fit of understanding Groosagi muttered to himself, 
"Lawyers!  Lawyers, everywhere!  Oh no, it is THIS that can not be," 
Menacingly he drew his sleek katanas. 

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<HTML>In a message dated 9/27/2002 2:18:31 PM Eastern Daylight Time, ChromatiksDream@aol.com writes:
 
 
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 "a-ha, now the menace is beginning to show itself"</BLOCKQUOTE>
 
 
 Slowly the branches of the bush began to part, a dim figure just beyond the line of clear sight. &nbsp;Groosagi, stood apparently mesmerized by the sight. &nbsp;In truth he was just looking out into space, but that is neither here nor there. &nbsp;The bush continued its slow parting. &nbsp;Groosagi clearly confused by the occurence, as well as by pretty much everything else, issued a finger up his nose. &nbsp;Finding a gooey gem, he brought forth his prize. &nbsp;"Gooey! &nbsp;Must be a sweet cheese ball." &nbsp;Tasting the morsel, he continued "ehh, not sweet cheese. &nbsp;Much too salty. &nbsp;What can this delicacy be?"
 
 As Groosagi marvelled at his new discovery (actually, he had discovered the snack before but had forgotten that fact), the bush finally ceased its rustling, branches drawn low to reveal the formerly shadowy figure. &nbsp;
 
 The figure sprang forth, in an immaculately sharp suit, and oddly scuffed wing-tips.
 "Hear here you bulbous monstrosity", the figure admonished "I am Mr. Sudilovsky, Esq, and I have been given the charge by my clients to order you to cease and desist this obvious infringement on their property rights. &nbsp;You simply can not be allowed to exist!" &nbsp;
 
 In an unpredictable fit of understanding Groosagi muttered to himself, "Lawyers! &nbsp;Lawyers, everywhere! &nbsp;Oh no, it is THIS that can not be," Menacingly he drew his sleek katanas. 
 
 
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