HL>> But I heard you were feeling fruity...
 MM> Madam, these fishnets still have herrings in 'em..

And the ladder in them is for "scale"-ing?

 HL>> How long have you been in here... or have you just come in?
 MM> Wary of the wrath of the waning moon, I warrant I've been
 MM> wraithing watchfully around for a while....

So you haven't had the pleasure of the STK... Shock Therapy Kit.

 HL>> Gone through the Initiation Ceremony where you had to give
 HL>> Tributes to Linda?
 MM> Nein !
 MM> But I did bring a small flaming asteroid with me in case any
 MM> tribute-demand curve manifested itself - it's parked overhead
 MM> geostatically for nearly instant delivery...

When you give the tributes of Pizza, chocolate and Ice cold Pepsi,
you will be given a cell of your own. You can choose any colour
for your cell and for your new straightjacket. You will also be given a
weapon of your choice. Mine is a SuperSoaker 2000 watergun.
Your cell will have your name personally painted on the door.
What you keep in that cell is up to you. We have regular feasts,
booze ups and the occasional bath.
A normal day in here is the equivalent of a lunatic asylum. Except in
this case... the loonies have taken over.

 HL>>  - I am not a number...but I am a cat door.

 MM> Ahh .. the thing that goes BANG in the night ..

 MM> :-))

That's definitely not me. I go "zzzzzzz" in the night.

 - From the insane desk of Supernerd
 - A SysOp's wife is a lonely one ...

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