>> To barge into this Fine Echo (tm) withtout a Bargelicence (tm) is a risky
 >> thing to do. We eat newbeans in pair so go stand in the same line as that
 >> Flipside guy and wait for Da Head Cheeze to call your name. And after you
 >> have given 12.75 Fidobucks to the Nurse (tm) you get a form to fill out and
 >> then you might, I say might, get your decoder-ring and a phunny hat.

 NS> GREAT, THANKS!! I was wondering what all these people were doing standing
 NS> around.

Uhmm....Don't walk too far....you might bump into one of the mirrors.

 >> Then you have to write an essay over your life for the Nurse (tm) to file
 >> so we can laugh behind your back next time we sit around the camp-fire
 >> reading it.

 NS> Essay of my life? Wow... let me see... I was birthed... I came here...
 NS> wait... is that a monk? He's awfully small. Whats that in his... oh
 NS> dear... um... nurse...  NURSE!!!!

Comming dear. Now, just sit down and realax and I'll show you some
.
And just when your chin falls down i your lap I insert som of the good stuff
to make you feel dozy. So...better now....go back to sleep.

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