On Thu, 14 Dec 1995, Isabel Arantes wrote:

like, just please say something! I can't tell you how frutrating

something.


Sorry.  ^_^

        After pulling his head out of the sand and shaking it, the man
 chuckled sadly. "Too bad, I came her to warm you." Ranma-chan froze; she
 knew well what this guy could pull out of sleeves, and while they weren't
 deadly (To her, anyway), they weren't all that pleasant either.

Freudian slip?  ^_^  I think you meant warn.

        Ranma walked home, puzzling over the amount of reporters

Number.

        "Ok, is this it? This guy's daughter, though a babe-" Akane
 elbowed him, "Ooof! She's got such bad PMS that he's goin' to take
 over the world unless I marry her. Am I right now?" The girl went red
 with rage.

That PMS crack seems a bit out of character for Ranma...  but it fits the 
story...

        "We promise not to touch your earth if you neat my daughter
 Lum at a game of tag-"

'nother slip.  Beat.  (Heh, quiet you hentai)

        "Heh, no one can beat me!" Sweat drops went down all the
 earthlings heads, wondering how they would spend their last days
 of freedom.

What are they worried about?  Ranma *never* loses...  In the long run.


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