2 May
2001
2 May
'01
1:51 p.m.
Sally Manton wrote:
"And as for *you*," Vila repeated, catching hold of the little Avon in the very act of jumping over the Scorpio control panel, "I'll shake you into a Decima, I will!"
He took him off the table and shook him backwards and forwards with all his might.
The little Avon made no resistance whatsoever: only his face grew very small, and his eyes got small and black: and still, as Vila went on shaking him, he kept on growing shorter - and fatter - and rounder - and -
- And it actually *was* - a rat.
As to who *really* dreamed it ...?
ROFLOL! Sally, did you write this? I want more!
Mistral
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"Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo. So little time! So much to know!"
--Jeremy Hilary Boob, Ph.D.