Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Thu, 3 Oct 2002 10:22:34 -0400 Sam Vilsmeier <syp104@email.psu.edu> wrote:
All My Outers...
Prologue: Here {Comes : Come} the Brides
PsyckoSama (syp104@psu.edu)
He had to get out of here! He had to run! He didn't know exactly how he
was going{: ,} but he was. Saotome Ranma was not going to die because of
this! An orgy wouldn't do *him* in.
Setsuna carefully stood up, but her movement was slowed by an aching
pain in her lower half. Whomever she had been with was very energetic.
To get her this sore he'd of had to screw her brains out. Too bad she
{could : couldn't} remember any of it.
Setsuna swore to herself, this time in {Sanskrit : Sumerian}. While she was not
particularly fond of the Sumerian culture, they always had the most
explicit curses. They made the Norse sound clean.