The Tale of Sir(?) Numbski (cont.)

The last time we saw our budding hero, he was running tail tucked away
from the castle belonging to the 12 girls of Metallica, leaving Sir
Jim to enjoy every moment of it.

Numbski now had now wandered toward a chasm of deep proportions.
After wondering how on earth he would cross it, he had found a bridge
with an old man standing at the entrance to the bridge.

"Good afternoon, do you know where this bridge leads?"  Numbski asked
the old man in hopes of getting some affirmation as to his
destination.

"Yes, this old bridge leads to the holy land of Nerima.  A very fabled
land of magic and lore."  The old man coughed out as Numbski drew
closer to the edge.

"Thank you kind sir, I shall be going now."  Numbski stepped onto the
bridge to cross.  He was stopped short by the old man who now stood in
front of him on the bridge.  Numbski was startled and jumped back
nearly ten feet in shock.

"How did you??"  Numbski looked nearly incredulous, however he began
to walk forward again, but the old man held out his hand and motioned
him to stop.

"You must answer me three questions before you are allowed to pass"
The old man sternly looked at Numbski, who was very shocked at this
old man, who seemed to have power simply radiating from him.  "I am
the keeper of this bridge, and it is my only livelihood."

"Um okay, what would you like to know?"  

"What is your name?"  

"Numbski" <Where have I seen this before?>

"What is your quest?"

"I seek the holy nannichuan" <This guy is starting to remind me of
someone on FFML!>

"What is your gender?"

Just then clouds began to form over the area Numbski was standing, as
if on cue.  Numbski was visibly shaking, not knowing the consequences
of a wrong answer.  He thought it over, and then spoke.

"I am male."  Just then the heavens opened up and poored down rain.
Of course now Numbski-chan was looking up at an old man who couldn't
contain his delight.

"You lie!  Master, come deal with this miscreant!"  The old man
motioned, then suddenly from the direction of the castle Numbski had
just fled, came a 3 foot tall figure that attatched itself FIRMLY to
Numbski-chan's chest.

*******

Up in the heavens sat the ever holy Lord, Rumiko Takahashi.  

"I am bored fellow seraphim, I need amusement.  How go the quests of
our 4 sucker...I mean followers?"

The clouds parted and RT was able to see Numbski standing before an
old man answering questions.

"What is your gender?"  She heard the old man speak.  With a giggle,
she quickly formed clouds directly of Numbski-chan's head.  

"This oughtta be fun!"  RT let out an earth pounding giggle as she
grabbed Happosai from his panty-fondling frenzy and tossed him toward
the bridge.

*******

"Get offa me you old letch!"  Numbski-chan was getting quite PO'ed at
this point.  She wasn't going to stand for this much longer.  Looking
for a way out, she charged the old man on the bridge.

"I KNOW you are from the FFML!  How dare you prevent me from reaching
the holy nannichuan!  I have seen you.  You have been asking these
stupid questions to everyone.  Remember Shampoo?  I could let her know
that you called her Pantene again..."  Despite the lech attatched to
her chest, Numbski-chan managed an evil grin at the thought of Shampoo
hurting the old geezer.

"No! No!"  The old man stepped aside.  

<Now how the heck do I get this old lech offa me?>  The ground shook
with laughter from above.  Another evil thought came to Numbski-chan.

"Hey lech?  You wanna see the biggest bazoombas you've ever seen in
your dreams?"  Numbski-chan forced a super-cute smile out.

"WHERE!"  The old lech was drooling onto Numbski-chan's shirt.

"Right up there!"  The clouds had parted and RT was completely visible
laughing heartily.  With one last drool, the lech launched himself
into LEO (lower earth orbit).  

Numbski-chan continued on his quest, undaunted, cursing his curse.  He
crossed the bridge into the holy land of Nerima, hoping to find the
answer to his questions there.

Gary Kleppe
kleppe@execpc.com, http://www.execpc.com/~kleppe