Okay, I don't know... It's short, and brainless...

"Ranma, give it back...  Come on, you've had it all week!" whined Ryoko.

"No way.  I'm not done yet... I still need to finish Final Fantasy 
Tactics, then I have SaGa Frontier, Suikoden, Vandel Hearts, and Final 
Fantasy VII to play." Ranma insisted, falling into a fighting pose, 
ready to defend the little Sony Playstation with his life if needed.

"Ranma-kun, that's not very nice.  You should share with the others... 
But not until I've finished Resident Evil 2.  I just got the Custom 
Shotgun, and I need to see what _THAT_ does to Mr. Think He's The Shit 
Alligator."  Kasumi's eyes glazed over as she relived the memory.  "Heh 
heh heh... How did you like the taste of that propane tank, 
Aloligator-chan?  Did it feel good to have half your head blown off?"

At this point, everyone stopped and stared at Kasumi.  "Don't mind 
her... She just needs to let out all the bad, violent impulses somehow, 
and it was either this, or start shooting lineolium." chimed in 
Belldandy.  "I should know, I have the same urges..."

"Can I play Parrappa the Rappa?" asked Ifurita, her long white hair tied 
into a nice pony tail.

"Kick, Punch, it's all in the mind..." Makoto began before he even 
realized it.  Shaking his head, he replied, "NO!!! NO MORE OF THAT 
GAME!"

"Umm.... Wait a minute... Nabiki is missing... Where'd she go?" an 
masculine voice said in Japanese, with a thick New York accent.

"Hrm... No Deus Ex Machina there, eh Jon?" Ranma commented.

Sorry... But I really don't know what else to write, and this is getting 
boring, so I thought I would move you guys along a bit faster...

"This from a guy that thinks it would be a good idea to give Gainax $20 
million to get them to make an OAMV of Eva, done to Macarena... With my 
Unit 01 doing the 'Staying Alive' disco?"  Shinji spat irately.  "Jon, 
get help."

Hey... It would fit... Especially with Asuka singing, 'My boyfriend was 
out of town, and his two friends were so fine!' and then Toji and 
Kensuke clapping to the beat.

"Yeah right.  Like I would ever say that about those two dumpkoffs!" 
Asuka replied indignatly.

"Shinji, I'm curious.  What does Jon's morbid fascination with seeing 
the Evangelions doing the Macarena, seeing Ikari and Fuyutsuki tangoing, 
and his completely irration fear of me have to do with this fic?" Rei 
asked.

GAH!!!  Stay away from my fics, you evil devil woman!  You are SATAN 
SPAWN, Ayanami!! If I were there, I would be giving you a holy water 
bath!  Only redeeming quality you have is Hayashibara-sama!!  And stay 
away from Shinji... He and Asuka belong together, just like Ranma and 
Akane, Belldandy and Keiichi, Ryoko and Tenchi, me and Priss, Toji and 
Hikari, Kensuke and his hand, me and Nabiki, Kasumi and Tofu, Tatewaki 
and Kodachi, Shampoo and Mousse (Or, better yet, Shamps in an early 
grave), me and Lime...

At any rate, I would like to ask the list something... I remember there 
being another fic named Poison, not the one that Susan Doenime, but one 
involving Genma and the 110 shampoo...

And now I apologize for the nonsensical tripe that preceeded this...
-- 
JD Farber
email: sabreb@erols.com
ICQ: 3378089

To Touch is to Heal.
To Hurt is to Steal.
If you wanna kiss the Sky,
Better learn how to kneel.

On your knees, boy.