Suggested changes {before : after}
On Fri, 18 Oct 2002 22:29:46 -0500 Donald Lee Granberry <noharness@mac.com> wrote:
Sorry, girls, Genma thought as he sat up and began to munch on the
cute and cuddly pika like a fat kid eating a candy bar. Nodoka would never
allow it. Well, I mean she knows about my occasional lapses. She's takes a
kind perverse pride in those, but she'd never go for me having an affair
with a panda. You folks still don't have clue about a panda's hearing
ability, do you? Of course, none of us can see worth a shit during the day.
I like these pika. They taste a lot like rabbit. Gotta remember not to mess
with the yellow ones, though. They shock the daylights out of ya when you
hit 'em.
The yellow ones, huh? That's evil. I have nothing against him thining out
that stock, but he might have trouble telling the difference with his poor
day sight.
"Oh," the reporter answered, sounding considerably less than excited
by this information.
Gee. She's no fun.
Well, actually, it's worse. I should have personally made sure that
it was destroyed. I knew all too well how the thing worked its will on
people. I should have known that Soun's wife would have sold it instead of
throwing it into the sea as she promised. She was the tightest fisted woman
I ever met {accept : except} for Nabiki, maybe. I don't think she ever wasted so much
as ten yen, let alone threw that much away. She said she would ride out with
her father on his fishing boat and throw it into deep water! Now look where
we are. She's dead, the Master is back, and for all I know, he's already
killed all the others belonging to the Eye. If he is the last of its slaves,
we are in deep, deep trouble. I should have taken a hammer to the damned
thing!
Soun Tendo, who had frozen himself into solid immobility {at : in} mid-step
when the apparition ballooned into existence, looked around and found
himself standing alone in the yard on one foot. Kumon and Hibiki had simply
vanished. Thirty seconds or so later, Soun's mind slipped back into gear.