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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Josef Svejk who wrote (137)	6/18/1998 3:06:00 PM
From: Jeffrey S. Mitchell	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

"Jeff, Jeff, Jeff... Brainstorm!" said Muffy all tingly with excitement (but not in a gratuitous ratings grab sort of way, sorry.) "Rather than frame Svejk, why don't we actually hire him in the first place? I mean, all we have to do is convince him that TEDennis is Charlton Heston's lovechild and he's toast." "But..." "No no no, don't interrupt me, I'm on a roll. And after we deep six TEDennis we can go after that Janice character. Heck, I know several CEO's who would pay just to watch that execution." "But..." "Quiet quiet quiet, can't you see I'm speaking? OK, then next we string up that Watson guy. No reason, other than he's the one who found a way to circumvent the gratuitous sex scenes a few posts back. I hate being frustrated. So, what was it you wanted to say dear?

To: Josef Svejk who wrote (137)	6/18/1998 3:07:00 PM
From: TEDennis	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

Meanwhile, FBNA headquarters was buzzing with the news. "Is it true? How can it be? Svejk quit? But, who will ensure that we get our mail? Who will shred all incoming postal packages and letters?" These were the questions being asked in the hallways. TED, on his daily Harley ride at lunch time was unaware of the happenings. By chance, he stopped in at the Sedona Deli (yes ... THE Sedona Deli) to chat with the owner about the rumors of yet another stoplight being added in town. "The townspeople won't like it", said the owner, to which TED replied, "I suppose you're right. Did you see me on Nightline? Nice profile shot, don't you think?" Just then, Svejk walked in. TED, knowing that Svejk was supposed to be down in the mailroom, shredding to his heart's content, was surprised at his appearance. "Hi, Svejk. What's up?", asked TED, innocently. Svejk scowled at TED, removed his Italian made sunglasses, and said ...