At 09:42 AM 4/15/96 -0800, you wrote:

"A _____ falls out of the sky...."

OOOOhhhh!  Diamonds from Tiffany's!  Just what I always wanted,
Spira!  Thank you!

Foxtrot the Furryous

Spira: Aarrgghh... what've you done, Nothing?
Nothing: But... but you said you wanted me to make some presents for Foxtrot..
Spira: Not like that, idiot! ( punching more keys to make the modifications
this time ) Now, try again!
*beezzee* *flash* *flash* *beezzee*...
Lights flashing crazily, smokes coming out, Nothing starts running around
beserk...
Spira:...uh oh... ( backs off quickly )... better get the hell out of here
before they find out I've let the insane machine on the loose... ( sneaks
away... )