From: RUFUS               
To: ALL                 
Subject: Iggmawaulder   
Date & Time: 08/26/90 21:33:52
Message Number  8198

     Few patrons notice the man who enters the bar.  When I see him
pull out a gun I say "Nuuhh...Huuh....GUN!"  Mulligan spins around to
face the man just in time to have the bullet graze his right hip. 
After making a nasty mess of Mulligan's hip, the bullet goes through my
coat, the bar behind, and stops with a shattering of glass.  Mulligan,
with a trickle of blood running down his uniform, ignores the minor
wound and heads toward the rude guest.  Turtle comments, "He sure
doesn't look happy.  You know, this reminds me of a heavy metal song."
     "Arrghh!  My coat, my nice coat" I say, adding "They need some gun
control around here."  Looking down, I notice a dwarf.  "ZOT!  It's
ZOT!"