Subject: Re: About my hardsuit...
From: Neoculture
Date: 2/6/1996, 12:31 AM
To: fanfic@andrew.cais.com

On Mon, 5 Feb 1996 wbaird@NMSU.Edu wrote:
ARGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PUN WAR!  PUN WAR!

Hey, A Pun war is a Fun war.  Wars would be simpler if we echanged Guns 
for Puns.  At least we wouldn't suffer *too* much from pun-itive action.
 
Tis a pity that whole thing smells fishy.  Alas, poor Urchin, I knew him Well.

Well bless my Sole.  There is a pun I cannot Fathom.  It is too deep for 
me.  I'd give a sand-dollar to know what he meant.  I'd even sell the 
squids.  But would he settle for a bouquet of Flouders?  Or even for a 
Bass guitar?  If I give him the guitar, would he play me a Tuna?  Maybe 
Salmon-chanted Evening?
 

Neoculture              (Crash-Test Dummy On The Information SuperHighway)
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Dans le froid glace de l'Olympe noir | Dans le vide de l'espace infernal -
Les Dieux malins ont en vain         | Fatigue, lasse, vainqueur -
Use de leur puissance, leurs pouvoirs| Ulysse pres d'une Aurore Boreale
Contre Ulysse 31.                    | Rechauffe un peu son coeur.
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