Date:         Wed, 9 Jul 1997 15:42:39 -0500
From: Phanny <corbett@SLUAXA.SLU.EDU>
Subject:      ALL: CONTEST: DIALOGUE WINNERS

"Auntie Phanny, Auntie Phanny, I wanta do A Ward."

"Whale Muttpup, you're a bit young phor doing Awards."

"Oh pleathe Auntie Phanny, I promithe to be good and eat my thupper an'
help clean up too.  Pleathe Auntie Phanny."

"You have been rat helphul, an' I don't have anybody to give awards phor
the dialogue.  Could you do them Muttpup?"

"Dilogs?  Thure, Auntie Phanny.  Jutht tell me when I haffta do it."

"Whale little feller, I was going to have Wayne announce the dialogue
winners, but I don't know where he is.  So, you can announce them rat
now.  Here is the list, go out on the stage and read off the list."

"Right now?  Auntie Phanny, I thought I could practithe a little bit firtht."

"Are you getting stage fright Muttpup?"

"No, Auntie Phanny.  You know the Intrepid Woofie is my Mommy, and we
never get thtage fright.  Let'th go."

"Okay, let me lower the microphone for you.  Oh. . . Maybe I will hold it
for you.  The stand won't go low enough.  There, say good evening to the
nice Writers."

"Agh. . . Agh. . . Agh. . ."

"Just relax and try it again Muttpup."

<whispering> "Aunt Phanny, could you pick me up and hold me?"

"Whale, I suppose I could.  There, how's that?"

"Oh, I like thith.  Gee you thmell thweet.  Not like my Momma Woofie,
th'ee thmells like thumpthing dead."

"Thank goodness I don't smell like your Momma.  She prolly was rolling in
something daid.  Hey, get your cold nose outta there."

"I wath looking down there.  Lookth like two bald headed men in the front
of your dreth."

"Now cut that out.  Read this list and let's get on with the awards."

"Okay.  Firtht in Dilogs ith Tom Thawyer, "Thleeping 'Rangements".  Ith
that wot that Omar ith alwayth after?"

"I don't think so Muttpup.  Now when the applause settles down, read the
second place winner in dialogue."

"Oh, Auntie Phanny, look at alla people.  Mutht be hundredth.  Hold me
cloth'er Auntie."

"Hey, get your nose outta my dress, and read the second place."

"Okay.  "Fruthtration" by Tony Robertth. . . Wow, lithen to them
applaud an' whithle."

"You know I have a lithp Auntie, why did you make me read that one?"

"Sorry Muttpup, that was Maria's choice for a title.  Now the third place
winner will be even harder for you to say.  Do you want to read it, or
shall I?"

"I will.  Third plathe ith "The Beginning of What?" by Diane Mastriano
(The Blue Rothe).

"Oh, all that clapping ith thcaring me."

"Muttpup, for the last time, get your nose outta there."


By Wayne Hawthorne