At 11:25 AM 8/16/96 -0700, you wrote:

There were three spheres.

Once upon a time, there were three lil spheres

Three spheres, three theatres, three different minds.
Laughter reigned in all three.  So did order
and helpfulness.

Their names were Sam, Ralp, and Ed.

In one lived two disparate sides of
one intelligent person.  Both articulate
and crude each half housed knowledge
and humor.

One day, they decided to leave home! The three shpheres bid goodbye to mommy
sphere and set off to build houses in Sebastian's E-Mail box. 

The first spehere came across a .sig selling spam. He built his house out of
spam. Then he sung and played and spammed his days all away

In another, a swashbuckler and his mate
laughed and loved and offered their aid
to those in need.

The second sphere found JeffRutch selling fanfiction, so it built it's house
out of fanfiction. it lives it's days happily away writing Happosai and
Cologne lemons.

In the third, in a theatre so new that
the seats were still wrapped in plastic, 
three men and their mentor entered the realm
of the critic for the first time.

The third spere found a small musical piccolo instrument and Windrir selling
C&C. So it built it's house out of C&C, which was a stronger matirial than
spam. It constructively reveiwed fanfiction by reading the walls.

The acolyte looked down at the darkened theatres
with despair.  If anyone could know the source
of the disquietness in the air, the inhabitants
of the spheres would know.

Then, the big bad WWolf came along. It seems the three little spheres had
been sending their letters all to his P. O. Box by accident.

He knocked on the door of the first little spere.
"Little Sphere Little Sphere let me in!"
The first little spear said:
"Not by the hair of my.. oh... I'm vald aren't I?"
The big bad WWolf was confused by this.
"Let me in or ill... I'll.. Umm... Hmm.. I'll eat your house of Spam!"
The little sphere was on the potty, so he didnt say anything back
The big bad WWolf ate the house of spam all up, and the sphere ran out the
backdoor. (Later on, the WWolf got really bad indigestion)

Next, the WWolf came to the house of fanfiction.
"Little phoney, little phoney, let me in!"
"Go away! Im in the middle of writing Dirty pair does Dallas!"
"Leme in or I'll Eat your house of fanfics!"
The little sphere ran out the back door.
The big bad WWolf ate the house of fanfiction, only to get a large Biles Fic
caught in his throat. Later, after a plaunger coprrected that problem, he
want to the house of C&C.

The three little spheres hid in the sturdy house of C&C, and the WWolf
knocked on their doors.
"Litte Sphere, little sphere, let me in!"
"Okay, but first tell me the average airspeed of a cocunut bagel when thrown
by any irc character!"
The Wwolf looked strangely at the house, figured that any lil sphere that
would some up with that Crap wasn't worth bothering with. 

But they were empty.

"Empty Calories" he thought. 

The acolyte moved on.

Now where had he put that pepto?


Shortly, thereafter, the earth was destroyed by the Vogons.

The Acolyte

Gomen nasai, that probably made no sense. i havent had much sleep and am
deranged :) ...That and im not sure what the original post meant.
               -Nabs "Im gonna get killed for this later" 

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