For no apparent reason, Heather Lennox shouted to me:

 HL>>> 
 HL>>> How about we paint the walls with this lot?
 PO>> Don't think so.
 PO>> 
 PO>> I'd have too many places to hide...
 PO>> 
 HL> 

Next time, it had beter be a /real/ bone, with bloody gobbets attached. I
don't do dog buscuits.

 PO>> ...and pounce from.
 HL> Here wolfie... here... 

Don't call up what you can't put down, Heather.

 PO>> Yeah, go paint Lindita's room! *OLE!*

 HL> Grab a brush...
 HL> 

You're on!
Hey everybody!  Watch me hide in plain sight!

Phil Osophy

... "I'm not coming out!" - Todd, MPOS

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