Subject: [spamfic] Santa #210,659
From: "Mouse" <anime@mbay.net>
Date: 12/23/1997, 12:33 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

Since I cannot only post my filksong and not post something for the 
holidays, and since I am obligated to make fruitful use of my hellish 
technology, I present this spamfic ^_^

Mouse was working late in his top secret laboratory one night (he does not 
have to escape nightly like the Brain ^_-) and he intercepted a six year 
old's email, full of innocent questions for Santa...

[the plenteous misspellings have been corrected from the original :) ]

Dear Santa,

	I know you are real but my older brothers keep making fun of me because I 
believe in you. They say that you cannot possibly visit each and every one 
of the children on Christmas Eve because there are too many children and 
you would have to go so fast that you would burn to a cinder and Rudolph 
and the other reindeer cannot possibly carry all of the presents for the 
whole night and, and, please tell me you are real?

									Signed,

									Little Jim

Mouse thought, and thought, and thought some more. Finally he decided on a 
fiendish plan, fiend that he was. He would find a nice, plump man that 
resembled Santa and he would clone him enough to visit all of the children 
all over the world in one night! He would hypnotize the clones and program 
them to steal the children so he could hold them all for ransom! Then he 
would rule the world!! HAHAhaHAhahaHAhaHAHAha!!!

So it was that Santa #210,659 visited Little Jim on Christmas Eve. Little 
Jim hadn't gone to bed yet (naughty boy!). But Santa's programming had a 
few bugs...

Little Jim: Ooh, ooh, Santa is really, really, really real! Wait until 
  I tell my brothers!
Santa #210,659: Hi. I am Santa #210,659. Give me all of your milk
  and cookies. Snert. Gibble. Ork!
Little Jim: *piku piku*

^_-

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