From: Zagro <zagro@att.net> Subject: [PW!] Zagro Meets Nifty the 'Cat' Date: Tuesday, September 28, 1999 7:57 PM Zagro was just walking happily along the pathway through Veridian Forest when he heard a very deep and ominous voice from a nearby bush. "I am Mewthree!" it said, "please drop your pokeballs on the ground, then stand still as I psychicly explode your pathetic brain." Zagro frowned. "You're not Mewthree. Admit it. You're the umpteenth creature to come up to me and claim to be better than you are. I'm sick of this plot twist and I want my lawyer." This stopped Mewthree. "Are you sure?" "Yes." "You don't have a lawyer." "Get me one." "OK." Several moments passed. Zagro shrugged and walked on. Then the Voice of Mewthree spoke again. "OK, I lied, I'm not Mewthree. I'm just a lowly Cattata. Nifty the Cattata. Isn't that CATchy?" A Rattata walks out of a nearby shrub and grins. "You mean Rattata." "No, that screws the joke up. That's be a CATastrophe." Zagro paused. "That's pretty lame." "Hey look, I just woke up. I was taking a CATnap!" "Look, I hate to RAT on you, but I think it'd be RATional to RATion your RATty puns a bit better... you're not RATing very high, humor-wise." "Your humor isn't too CATchy, it reminds me of CATerwauling and CAT-calls, it doesn't CATch my ears... it gives me CATarrhs." "Your RATty RAT puns begin to RATtle me... I can't RATify this abuse of the language..." Zagro stops and thinks. "What's a CATarrh?" Nifty pulls out his CATalog. "It's an 'inflammation of the mucous membranes, esp. of the nose and throat'... hey! What the?" Zagro threw the readied pokeball. Nifty, unprepared, was unready to put up much of a CAT-fight, and was caught. "Yes, I caught a mental Rattata!" TBC... --