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To: epicure who wrote (8289)	2/28/1998 11:16:00 AM
From: Janice Shell	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Vagina brushed some chicken feathers from her luxuriant hair--where had he disappeared to?--and squinted out of the craft's tiny window. "Casa yada yada", eh? Where on earth could she be? If indeed she was on earth? She briefly regretted playing with those knobs, but as she well know, regrets are futile. What to do about that infernal banging on the door? Her head was splitting as it was... Moving to the window once again, she spied a sign inviting her to inspect some leeches. This was curiously reassuring: there'd been leeches in the American south, and she'd played with the little darlings as a child. Why, she could still hear her mother's voice gently admonishing: "Vagina Dentatis! How many times do I have to tell you not to hide your leeches in Daddy's jock strap?" Shaking off this tender reverie, she resolved to do something about her immediate problem. Carefully she opened the spaceship's door...