From: tvechins@eng.auburn.edu (Toni R. Vechinski)
Subject: Re: FOOD FIGHT - CONGA - PORTABLE HOLE
Organization: Auburn University Engineering
Distribution: na
Date: Thu, 10 Sep 1992 14:18:14 GMT

bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-BA
bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-BA

The Conga line continues on towards the FireSide lounge.  In the distance,
Rip can hear the deep bass of the Conga starting up again.  He smirks and
laughs, "Those crazy kids..." and goes back to writing the second part
of 'Untitled Story'.  

On the other side of the door, Shadowette whispers to Cheshire,

"Tell everyone to put their ACME Ceiling Gripping Conga Line Suction Cups
For the Feet on "WHISPER MODE" and to go ahead and put them on.  Also, we
need to turn the music on low and only whisper the conga."

After everyone is ready....they conga through the door....

bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 
bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 

   .......they whisper.

The Conga line starts to conga up the walls.

bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 
bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 

They reach the ceiling, and are now conga-ing on the ceiling.

bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 
bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 

They head over to wear Rip is in deep thought working on his story.  He
lifts up his head hearing what seems to be the sound of the Conga in the
'way-way-waaayyy-over-yonder' distance.  

"Good their taking it else where.....Now I can get some work done."  And
he goes back to writing.

Meanwhile the Conga line continues until they are directly over Rip.
Shadowette looks at the conga-ers and smiles a BIG EVIL SMIRK.  Soon, 
everybody else starts to smile a BIG EVIL SMIRK, too.  Reaching into her
secret ACME Portable Hole Compartment within her cape she pulls out the
portable hole.  Holding it directly over Rip's head, she feels the beat of
the whipered music.

bom-bom-bom-bom-bom-ba 

On the next bom-bom she turn the hole upside down and all the contents 
come spilling out.  The contents start picking up speed.  Rip lifts up 
his head again thinking he smells a mixture of chocolate, marshmallow, etc.
Shaking his head he goes back to work.  As the contents go hurdling down,
heating up from the friction of the air, they smother Rip in a huge conical
pile that is 5 feet in diameter and 8 feet high landing with a 

"KEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR-SSSSSSPPPLLLLLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT!"
<SPLOT, SPLOT, SPLOT, SPLOT, SPLOT, BLOP>

Next, Shadowette pulls out a "He Never Saw It Coming - Rest In Peace, RIP"
sign and lets it fall where it lands on the top of the pile.  

"OK, everybody, put your Suction Cups on "BURST THE EARDRUM MODE".  Let's
Party!!!  Dream, you come and lead, now."

The Conga line travels down the opposite wall and into the night.

BOM-BOM-BOM-BOM-BOM-BA
BOM-BOM-BOM-BOM-BOM-BA

                         ........The Shadowette.................

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