On Sun, 15 Mar 1998, Olin Petty wrote:

'Today, I found a cat that some children were
 picking on.  They were dressed up in silly 'Gastaman' outfits and were
 chasing it around with their water pistols.  So I charged them with my
 towel I had taken to practice tennis and drove them off, shouting that I
 was the Towel Monster.

You know, that's an interesting way to stop kids from terrorizing small
animals.  Never would have thought of it myself.

Hehe :)
 

Urd smiled.  "Well, maybe you are Buddha dreaming of being a
Butterfly dreaming of being Lao Tze dreaming of being Dogbert, but..."

Miki tried to understand that and failed.

Actually that doesn't appear to be all that hard of a thing to fail at.

Quite :)
 

"What would you like for a sign, oh daughter of Eve?"

"My mother isn't named Eve."  Miki said.

Urd sighed.  "Doesn't anyone...never mind.

All of a sudden a large beaver appears from nowhere, and
speaks(of all things to do).  "Don't worry Son of Adam.  And
remember, Aslan is on the move."

Hehe :)
 

Urd whispered, "Don't worry, I only lightly fuzzed her mind to avoid
problems."

Why does that, for some reason, still sound like a bad thing?

Because it is :)
 

The kitty purred and climbed into her arms for a moment, then
sighed in a rather human manner.  "I can eat later.  We have important
business to attend to!"

Oh look!  It's a nice kitty from the magical kingdom of Narnia!

Hehe.
 

"Wow,"  Miki said, then looked at herself.  "Hey, this looks like
my Tennis Uniform."

And you know what?  In my opinion you've described something even
more funny than thier "real" uniforms.  Congrats.

Thanks!
 

It went flying, crashing into another jewelry rack and slumped over.
"Yatta!  I won!"  TW Moon said, then ran over to Meiko.

Now, now.  Remember rule number 1.  You haven't really won untill
it collapses into dust.

Sadly, Luna hasn't explained the rules of THIS game yet :)
 

Ok, that was quite funny, not to mention odd.  Good job.

Thanks!


John Walter Biles :  MA-History, Ph.D Wannabe at U. Kansas         
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      Clever Nabiki sighed.  Magic wouldn't do the trick, either.  The
next day, she tried putting poison in the ogres' food, but everyone just
ended up thinking Princess Tomboy had tried to cook it.
"The Tale of Clever Nabiki", by Hans Christian Anderson