Matthew Trotter <trotter@bobcat.tamu-commerce.edu> wrote:

The first person to guess what FITH means gets a free lunch next time I 
see them...[Now ask yourself has anyone ever seen Trotter?]

Well, maybe I have... what's he look like?

   A
 Fucked 
 In The 
  Head 
Production

Hmmm... this couldn't be what FITH stands for now, could it? Naaaaahhh,
too obvious....

<Pitch black>
<Woman's voice> oh....oh god...I....nnnngghh...
<choking sound>
<Woman's voice> NO!  Don't you even try that!
<Wrestling sounds followed by the tearing of cloth>
<Man's voice> Stop that! Get....
<Woman's voice> NO!!!
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WARNING: This fic contains adult material.  It is also potentially offensive.
        It is also massively OOC.  And also fairly OPP.  

Now you tell us. And what's OPP? (And don't say, "Not much, what's opp
with you?" :-P)

Vengeance (a dish best served with relish, baked patato on the side, sour 
          cream, cheese, a little butter, use a light wine, nothing heavy) 

What about a little SPAM?

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<The figure approaches the door of the shack.  The figure is pretty obviously 
a woman, in contrast to her dark clothing her face is the white of 
someone who doesn't see much sun.  Actually if you got up close you'd 
probably notice that she's not really that pale, you'd probably realize 
that she's wearing a lot of base.[Its tough to get that pale brooding 

It's

goth look when you've spent most of your life training outside to be a 
lethal martial artist]>

<Figure thinks> Finally!  I've found him.  Did he think that he was safe 
               only a mile out of the city? Nothing could stop her.  
               She had trekked through jungle, crossed oceans and 
               fought hordes to get here.  His fate was sealed.

Shouldn't she be thinking about herself in the first person?

<Figure pulls back hood to cloak.  Long red hair tumbles out.  It really 
does nothing to compliment the white base.  That's probably why she had 
it up in the cloak to begin with...that and its harder to look menacing 

it's

<Ranma> He wanted it.  They all do.  Men always want it.  You just have 
       to make them do what you want.  They like it that way.

<Ranma turns away and walks into the kitchen>

<Soriko, looks haunted, quietly> The world is a cold and lonely place...

ROTFL! Very funny parody!


Gary Kleppe
http://www.execpc.com/~kleppe/comics