>>  PH> Alright, drum role everyone. Philip Harris, aka Flip, has
accidentally
 >>  PH> found (stumbled, more accurately...well, slipped on some
 and
 >>  PH> shimmied...well, you get the drift) his way back to MC once again.
 >>
 >>  PH> (looks about cautiously)
 >>
 >>  PH> There's still no puftas about are there? I know the
military is about
 >>  PH> to loosen THEIR regulations.
 >>
 >>
 >>  PH> Any old timers still here? ANYONE? Surely there are more
than dwarves
 >>  PH> to give a guy a home coming welcome. Just overlook these
monk robes.
 >>  PH> They are just a disguise...its ME!!
 >>
 >> Yeah, sure. Go stand in the line for the annual check-up and don't forget
 >> to remove that Richard Nixon mask.
 >>


 PH> Oh, my head!...what was I saying before I passed out? uhh...oh yeah...I
 PH> know better than to stand in line for check ups, annual or otherwise. Who
 PH> do you think established Flipside Medical Industries?

Lou Dripkin.

 PH> But you can have the Nixon mask. It was getting kinda creepy wearing it
 PH> inside out like that. I could almost imagine tricky Dick was staring at
 PH> me.

The one you should be afraid of is Guido, the Russian tank driver. Or is
that Nuinzo?

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