On Fri, 9 Feb 1996, Robert G Orick wrote:

Virgo: Well, a few authors who have finally organized after fleeing from 
	their characters and having a few plot twists...  We're screwed!
Zodiak: Don't say "screw."  Say "We're #%$@!"
Allegra: Language, people!
Rumiko: You three are so immature!
Jody: See?  I should have been leader of the Band!
Yar: You?  I'd make a much better leader!
Baton: Are you ignoring me?
ZAVRJY: YES!!!
Musica: I can't breathe down here!!!

Everyone on the ML: HOW MANY OF YOU IDIOTS ARE THERE?!?!?!?!

	The (ever growing) Anything-Goes Martial Band.

Thallin:  There's certainly a lot of them.
Michele:  And the Band is growing...
Victor:   Query;  Is it wise to let them expand to such proportions?
Hausthar: They've been over-eating again, have they
Victor:   I think you misunderstood me.
Ricky:    (Holding large TDH) Answer the nice Cyborg, Hausthar...
Hausthar: Well, erm, er...
Izi:      Mayhaps I may help in this situation?
Thallin:  Please, do.
Izi:      It seems the Anything-Goes Martial Band is experiencing a growth
          due to influx of members to an otherwise insignificant school.
          This growth may be directly or indirectly attributed to the
          temporary disappearance of the Band's creator.
Bork:     This one could not have put it better.
Thallin:  Meesh?  What are you doing?
Meesh:    Holding the dorr closed.  It seems several ZAVs want to "talk"
          to us.


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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