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To: Surething who wrote (8477)	3/4/1998 5:54:00 PM
From: Janice Shell	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Depressed as she was--NDXs now limit down for real--Vagina was vaguely conscious of a strange bubbling noise coming from the direction of the leech pit. What could it be? Listlessly she pulled herself to her feet and went off to investigate. Amazing! Emerging from the murky waters was none other than Leni Riefenstahl! (Little did Vagina know, but Leni had come to Paratour to photograph the colorful natives, as was her wont, but had then taken an interest in underwater leech cultivation, as was also her wont.) Leni spat out her air tube and barked: "Giff me ein hand, stupid voman vis ze cheeped nail polish! Een my junger days I neffer had cheeped nail polish! Adolf vould not allow eet." Vagina, abashed, rushed to Leni's aid, helping her pull the enormous, ugly hydroponic potatoes out of the pit... "Ze vill be sehr gut mit die Special Sauce", murmured Leni.