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

To: Peach who wrote (201)	6/25/1998 12:34:00 PM
From: EL KABONG!!!	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 766

Norma, AHA!!! Texas. We get a subtle clue as to the whereabouts of the elusive Norma. What part of Texas? KJC PS - I liked San Antonio the best, but the Alamo was one of the biggest disappointments of my life.

To: Peach who wrote (201)	6/25/1998 4:42:00 PM
From: TEDennis	Respond to of 766

It was indeed fortunate that the engineers at FBN Associates had pre-programmed the FBN-SAM chips to detect armament on planes it had locked on to. There was no offensive or defensive armament at all on Muffy and Norma's plane. But, wait ... what about that pistol hidden under Muffy's mini-skirt? Could that be a threat to world peace? (Editor's note: That's peace, not piece.) The missile circled the plane nervously (Editor's note: if you can envision a missile looking nervous, please provide a sketch of one.) while the tactical team back at the missile command site pondered what to do about this situation. "Well", said the 5-star General. "This IS a test, and we have an unidentified flying object in our airspace. What a terrific opportunity to blow the whole thing to smithereens. We haven't had a chance like this since Desert Storm." "But, sir", protested the shapely brunette civilian assistant, whose primary function was to keep the General's coffee warm (that's coffee!), "We're not out here to blow things, just to test out the equipment." The General tried to put the obvious thoughts out of his mind, but couldn't. He was forced to take matters in his own hands ... uh ... perhaps that was a poor choice of words ... but you know what I meant. Don't you? Sure you do. By the time the General had pressed the red "Kill" button on the missile control console, the missile ran out of fuel and plunged toward the ocean, where it exploded meaninglessly. Assuming that an explosion in the ocean that kills marine life for 100 square miles is meaningless. Probably not meaningless to the marine life, but ... Norma's quick thinking when she recovered from her fainting spell saved the plane from certain disaster. The AutoPilot once re-engaged, righted the plane on course and gave Norma time to work out her overall game plan. No, that's not a plan to purchase overalls, although she could think of a few mens' wardrobes that would be enhanced by a nice new set of overalls. An evil grin appeared on her face. "Yes", she thought, "Of course! They'll never expect it! I'll use the ..."