Hey, hey!  Don't forget Sylvie and Anri!  Yeah, that's what BGZ needs,
a three way lemon story between Bert, Sylvia and Anri.  (duck)  Well,
now
Bert hates me. :)

Oh, forget all that.  Just a full blown orgy with all the Sabres.  Maybe
throw Leon and Daley into the pot as well.

*Jon fails to notice the rail spike rushing towards him at many million
miles per second, and is promptly gutted.*

THAT's gonna leave a mark in the morning!

	PS: Could'a been worse.  Could'a suggested Bert get together with
Kate Madigan.  (duck)

Hey, that's not *THWACK!!!!!*  Ok, I can keep my mouth shut.  *BZWOOM*
Ummm...Bert?  Please put down the lightsabre.  Please?

Ummm.......Nice meeting everyone.  I better run.  Bye!!

J. D. Farber
Firm believer in the Ryoga/Ukyo match
Owner of Ryoga's Travel Agency
Member of the Order of the Cold Shower
Member OLA (Weapon: Scottish Claymore)  #%SHING%# #%SHING%#
Right hand of Sailor Jupiter
Fianna Kinfolk
X-Tatic Mage

BRRRATATATATATATATATATATAT
The gunfire blazed across the smoking ruins of the neighborhood.
*KABOOM*
The grenade that had been tossed earlier finally went off.
The soldier waded through the wreckage, looking for the enemy.
Suddenly, it emerged.  Pale as death, it shambled towards her.
She pulled out her knife and charged at the enemy.
"DIEEEEE!" she screamed, and plunged the knife into the body.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And finally, the gigantic fish collapsed in a heap.
"Ha.  That oughta make for a good dinner," said Kasumi, wiping the blood 
from her hands and unto her apron.
"Now to get that salad," she said, and readied her gun.  She knew she had to
be careful with the salads.  Salads were mean, especially when armed with
crutons.

	-Nerima by Night, by RpM