From: A person in a place with a thing. (email@example.com)
Subject: Re: [PW!] [NC] Wooper Against Mareep
Date: 2001-05-08 19:01:47 PST
(nice title, btw)
>Behind her, a particularly slimy
>blue Wooper who has a big grin on his face is waddling slowly towards
>Barbie's rear end, ready to use his finishing attack on the already
Wow, you pick up on this WAM stuff pretty quickly.
>Not too far away from this one-sided Pokemon battle
>The biker chick steps away from her bike and casually walks up to where
>Sarah is laying on the ground, standing in a position where she could
>readily kick the shepherdess if she wanted to, "Me? Want to catch a
>Mareep? That's funny."
>This Wooper's called Shaft. He's a bad
>"Shut your mouth!" Sarah's disgust for any kind of profanity allowed her
>to temporarily lose her timidity in order to stop Roxie before she could
>say something profane.
>Roxie shrugs at the shepherdess on the ground, "I'm just talking about
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Poncho (y'know, the electrode-sympathising
diglett rancher...that is his name, right?) appeared, his trusty Diglett
burrowing right behind him.
He points to the Diglett, and remarks, "Well, *he* can dig it."
An Electrode rolled by the scene. "Oop, gotta go!" blurted Poncho as he ran
Sarah looked down the street where Poncho was amply demonstrating his
digging-it skills. "T-that guy... he's w-weird... that i-is to... say...
h-he's a comp... a complicated..."
"Man. I know."
NewHaights: NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION. NOBODY.