Mike Simmons wrote:

        "Ah too bad!  You fall into Veeteennichuan... Spring of Drowned
Veritech!"  With a splash and a roar, a nice shiny Veritech fighter
emerged from the spring, hovering in Guardian mode over the training
ground.   Many strange sights had come about during Rumiko Takahashi's
glory, but a Veritech wearing a bandanna was definitely a first.  Ryoga's
crazed laughter emerged from the massive metallic monstrous machine.
(Alliteration is good.  Everyone should alliterate.  You will be
alliterated.  *sigh* never mind...)

        "Bwahahahahahahaaa!  Now you die, Ranma!"  Still shrieking with
laughter, the Ryoga/Veritech roared off into the sky.  After three long
years of travelling, Ryoga finally reached Nerima.  It had been a long
hard trip.  He had suffered countless indignities, but the worst was when
he had put down for refueling at a small airport in the Phillipines.  A
bursting hot water main had left a naked martial artist sitting on the
tarmac with a refueling hose attached to his...

        Ryoga shuddered.  Some things were best forgotten.  It had taken
three days to get the damn hose removed.  But now!  Now he was in sight of
Furinkan High, and his victory was assured!.  Ranma and Akane came running
towards the gates as usual.   Ryoga hefted the bucket of cold water he
held.

        "Ranma Saotome!" he yelled.  "I challenge you!"  Ranma scoffed and
assumed a fighting stance.  Pulling up an eyelid and sticking out his
tongue, Ranma biiiihed at him.

        "Come and get me, pig-boy!"

        "Fine!"  Ryoga dumped the bucket of water over his head, and
immediately transformed into a towering Battloid.  Ranma had time to get
out a single 'eep' before the metal mannikin crushed him into the ground
with a titanic fist.  Akane grimaced at the loud WHUNCH.  Ryoga/Veritech
pulled his fist back up, leaving Ranma smeared like martial artist pate on
the bottom of a large crater.  Akane peered over the lip of the crater.

        "Hey Ranma!  Are you okay?"  Akane had this thing for asking
stupid questions sometimes.  Ranma answered in a quavering voice.

        "...he's a dead man.  As soon as I reassemble my spine he's a
dead man..."

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It is the more hilarious spamfic I had read to date.  It maybe not a fic
but a very
good spamfic.  I have to stop to think about it throu, else I cramp to
death...