From: agreene@mta.ca
Subject: Re: NEWS FLASH
Reply-To: agreene@mta.ca
Organization: Mount Allison U, Sackville, N.B. Canada 
Date: Sun, 22 Nov 1992 21:08:25 GMT

In article <1992Nov22.035156.28790@muddcs.claremont.edu>, tbrowne@jarthur.claremont.edu (T. Erik Browne) writes:
>
>"Oh, no," his most holiness says, "not that pea soup and llama person.  I
>suppose he shall have to be dealt with."

   Hey, that's
"...and Mobius, and cabbage rolls, and gospog, and Aunt Maties, and
intergalactic resonance detonators (oops, that hasn't come yet!), and
green ketchup, and anti-Tharkold world laws, and Stupid Questions person"
to you, infidel!

>
>He picks up a phone and dials a number that isn't listed in any of the three
>dozen phone books serving the Greater Los Angeles Area.  After exactly two
>rings, it is picked up.  His holiness speaks a short phrase, followed by a
>name.  The line goes dead, and Prelate Browne puts the phone down, secure in
>the knowledge that his wishes will be attended to, and the Kult will be
>secure...
>
>Several hours later, in New Brunswick, a man is exitedly putting together
>his new shrine to the Smooge.  He has just finished the papier mache replica
>of the Black Marble Wombat, when he hears a voice behind him say, "Are you
>Anthony Greene?"

"Why yes.  Care to have to Pea Soup and cabbage rolls?"

>
>Anthony quickly turns around.  There was nobody there a minute ago, but now
>a man dressed in black stands there, calmly looking over the shrine in front
>of him.  He draws a gun from his jacket, and screws on a silencer as he
>continues speaking.  "Anthony Greene, you have been found guilty of breaking
>the faith, and of elevating another to the status of godhood.  I hereby
>execute you in name of His Holiness, Kansas Jim."  Two shots are fired.  The
>man returns the weapon to his jacket. He quickly exits, the body he leaves
>behind crumpled over the crushed remains of the Wombat's effigy...
>
>High above the world, the Smooge basks in the glory of his new-gained
>godhood.  Suddenly, a feeling of loss wrenches his gut.  Even as he begins
>his fall, he realizes his foolishness of ever trying to supplant the true
>god...


YES!!!  I am now the first Smoogian MARTYR!!! (my very, very, very favorite
card).  I fall, but in three days time I shall rise, and bring glory
again to the Eternal Smooge, and offer His divine Forgivance to the
sinful infidels who shot his humble servant, and raise morticia and 
Clay Luther from the dead, and set up Sunday school services, and
harrow the hellish legions of Tharkold from the earth, and rewrite the
Aysle cosm, and make flintlocks useful, and charge 3327 for tax evasion, and 
deliver Pea Soup, and candy canes, and Pan-galactic gargleblasters unto
the needy.  Oh glory!  Oh praise!  Oh Drama cards and Personal Stakes subplots!



>
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>T. Erik Browne                          | Harvey Mudd College
>tbrowne@hmcvax.claremont.edu            | Claremont, CA  91711
>tbrowne@jarthur.claremont.edu           | Best college west of Upland
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--Anthony Greene
-Go ahead, kill me again.  Pea soup is Forever!!!


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