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from: ZOT GNOP
date: 1990-08-08 03:09:31
subject: WHAT THE HEY!?!

From: ZOT GNOP            
To: ALL                 
Subject: WHAT THE HEY!?!
Date & Time: 08/08/90 03:09:31
Message Number  7414

   "EEGADS RUFUS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE FLOOR????!!!!"
   With a tone and inflection usually reserved for the mentally deranged
, what appeared to be an enraged dwarf stumped into the bar. 
   He was only about a meter tall and from his head radiated an almost 
halo-ish mass of black hair, which cascaded down the front of his head 
only to merge with a beard which not only covered his body from chest to
cheek, but looked like it had taken several centuries to grow. In back, 
he had a thick black braid which, had it not been draped over the large 
oblong bag slung over one shoulder, would surely have trailed out the 
door by which he had just entered.
   Turning almost as one, the denizens of the bar regarded him with a 
mixture of reactions that ranged from startled suspicion all the way to 
amused perplexity. Suddenly aware of this abrupt flurry of scrutiny, the
dwarf grunted once and promptly made his way over to the fallen form of 
the hapless insurance salesman.
   "Ghods, Ruf. You look terrible."
   The response was long in coming.
   "Well, aren't ya gonna say somtin'"
   Realizing that something was amiss, the strange little man bent low 
over Rufus' inert form and peered at him intently. After a few more 
moments had gone by, he straightened up, looked around in apparent 
confusion, and started rummaging through his own pockets.
   With a cry of almost child-like glee, he resurfaced holding a roll of
white cloth, a small vial, and something else which was obscured by his 
holding it close to his chest. the short, stocky figure then hunched low
over Rufus' body, thus making certain that no one could see what he was 
doing clearly. Without warning, the dwarf started humming loudly. The 
tune struck a familiar note in Turtle's memory. 
   There was a sound like a spritzer bottle being used, and just as 
quiclky as he had fallen, Rufus (freshly bandaged, trenchcoat and all)
sprung to his feet.
   "HUNGGUH GUH HUH HUNH NUH", Rufus exclaimed loudly.
   "Like, relax dude. It'll wear off in 

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