Date: Sun, 2 Nov 1997 14:43:51 -0500 From: Catherine Berchtold Subject: Re: INT: Island: Haunted House Chris smarted off with: >While we ponder exactly what it was that had beaten poor, dear Daisy's >heart... I was using the voice of my ancestors, Hillbilly American. I=20 meant to write =91beatin=92 instead of =91beating=92 but it came out as=20 =91beaten=92. You=92re making fun of me because I=92m homophonically=20 challenged. I am so totally offended! =20 =20 Okay, the truth is I laughed hysterically but=85. did I scare you? ;) >A pungent aroma filled the manor as the door creaked open. Then, >preceded a full three feet by its wirey hairs came nothing less than >a... > >GIANT ARMPIT MONSTER! > >"Rosebud!" It gargled in a sound reminicent of an armpit symphony (much >like this author was subjected to in a high-school locker room once - >but that's a story best left betweeen this author and his analyst)... > >Daisy shuddered. > >"Rosebud!" It armpit-farted, again. Then it began to advance on our >hapless heroine, who promptly took to beating her naked feet on the >cold, stone floor in retreat... Daisy had done been standin=92 in that spot for a gawd-awful long=20 time. What she didn=92t know=92d wuz her naked feet wuz stuck ta=20 the stone floor - jist like vinyl. Her body took off a runnin=92 but=20 her feet didn=92t move. She done fell like a tree and crashed ta the floor. "I HOPE YOU=92RE HAPPY NOW, YOU GIANT ARMPIT MONSTER!" ****************************************** "It is so very easy to be proud, harsh, moody and selfish -- so easy. =20 But we have been created for greater things;=20 why stoop down to things that will spoil the beauty=20 of our hearts?" --Mother Teresa ******************************************