Subject: [FFML] [spamfic] Lurker's Challenge
From: PhilMasters@webtv.net (Phillip Masters)
Date: 5/19/1998, 11:31 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

This has gravitated into a phenomenon.
Actually, this adfic was one I wrote and posted a *long* time ago.  I
figure now would be a good time to remove the cobwebs.

(Scene opens on a roadside, where Genma and Ranma are standing)

Announcer:  From all over the world they come...

(The horizon turns dark, Ranma gulps audibly)

Announcer:  Women...

(A thousand raging females pile into the area and begin barganing with
Genma)

Announcer:  They know there is only one place they can go to be
betrothed to the greatest Martial Artist in the world.

(Genma smiles at the women and begins accepting various forms of paper
currency)

Announcer:  He'll take money.

(Genma grins as a pile of steaks is dropped in his lap)

Announcer:  He'll take food.

(Genma nods his head as a girl looks at him questioningly)

Announcer:  But he won't take...

(Genma slides a Visa Card through his scanner)

Announcer:  American Express.

Genma:  Go to it boy!

Ranma (sighing and staring at the camera):  Visa, it's everywhere you
want to be.

END
PMasters

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want to find my train someday.  As seasons go past the station." - Tokyo
Babylon OVA 1
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