From: Legume <none@yerbiz.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Wed, Jun 5, 2002 10:05 AM
He was a good little monkey and always very curious.
He came down from the
tree to look at the large yellow hat. Carefully George
lifted the latch -
and before he knew it, ALL the pigs had burst out of
the pen, grunting and
squealing and trying to get away as fast as they could.
From the kitchen shelf he got a big box of soap powder
and poured all the
powder over the ink.
Watching his fleet sailing down the river George felt
like an admiral. But
the little bunnies were so little that George could
hold one of them in his
hand, and that is what he wanted to do. As soon as George
was alone he
looked around at all of the strange hospital things.
"I wonder what is in
that big blue bottle," he thought.
He knew he could not fly the kite in this wind, but
maybe he could let it
go up just a little bit. "Sure, I can use you!"
the elevator man said to
George. "I will give you what you need for the
job. You can start right
away. But remember - you are here for washing windows.
Never mind what the
people inside the house are doing. Don't be Curious
or you'll get into
trouble.
" He poured in some soap. First a little, then
a little more, then the
whole box. He pushed the handle and the machine started
to wash. Suds began
to float right out of the machine and over the top!
Soon, suds were
everywhere!
In the president's office George had to sign a contract.
Now he was a movie
actor! But instead of going into the pen the ink spilled
all over and made
a big blue puddle on the floor. It was an awful mess.
And on the medal it said: TO GEORGE, THE FIRST SPACE MONKEY
George could not resist. He simply HAD to open it.
The newsboy was glad to have his bag again, and the
people from the other
side of the street whose papers George had made into
boats were not angry
with him anymore. There was a big window in the room.
George liked to look
out of that window. He could see a lot from there. He
let the ball go and
looked out. But this was an emergency, so he jumped
up, grabbed the bugle,
and blew as loud as he could.
What fun it must be to fish! George wanted to fish too.
George sat down in the grass and thought for a long
time. Finally he had an
idea: he would get the big shovel and shovel the lather
out of the window!
George is a little monkey, and all monkeys are curious.
But no monkey is as
curious as George. George jumped aboard (monkeys are
good at jumping) and
was gone before the farmers had a chance to see him.
What wonderful paints and brushes they had! George could
not resist. Too
bad he could not read the letter - but maybe he could
write one himself! In
the top drawer of the desk there was paper and ink and
a fountain pen. Then
he pulled the garden hose through the window, opened
up the tap and sprayed
water on the powder. The fat man was on his way to the
lake, and soon
George was on his way to the lake too.
The End
--
Legume
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From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <stang@subgenius.com>
He was a good little SubGenius and always very fropped.
He came down
from the tree to look at the large yellow hat. Carefully
"Bob" lifted
the latch - and before he knew it, ALL the pigs had
burst out of the
pen, grunting and squealing and trying to get away as
fast as they
could. From the kitchen shelf he got a big box of soap
powder and
poured all the powder over the ink.
Watching his fleet sailing down the river "Bob"
felt like an admiral.
But the little bunnies were so little that "Bob"
could hold one of them
in his hand, and that is what he wanted to do. As soon
as "Bob" was
alone he looked around at all of the strange hospital
things. "I wonder
what is in that big blue bottle," he thought.
He knew he could not fly the kite in this wind, but
maybe he could let
it go up just a little bit. "Sure, I can use you!"
the elevator man
said to "Bob". "I will give you what
you need for the job. You can
start right away. But remember - you are here for washing
windows.
Never mind what the people inside the house are doing.
Don't be Fropped
or you'll get into trouble.
" He poured in some soap. First a little, then
a little more, then the
whole box. He pushed the handle and the machine started
to wash. Suds
began to float right out of the machine and over the
top! Soon, suds
were everywhere! In the president's office "Bob"
had to sign a
contract. Now he was a movie actor! But instead of going
into the pen
the ink spilled all over and made a big blue puddle
on the floor. It
was an awful mess.
And on the medal it said: TO "BOB", THE FIRST SPACE SUBGENIUS
"Bob" could not resist. He simply HAD to open it.
The newsboy was glad to have his bag again, and the
people from the
other side of the street whose papers "Bob"
had made into boats were
not angry with him anymore. There was a big window in
the room. "Bob"
liked to look out of that window. He could see a lot
from there. He let
the ball go and looked out. But this was an emergency,
so he jumped up,
grabbed the bugle, and blew as loud as he could.
What fun it must be to fish! "Bob" wanted to fish too.
"Bob" sat down in the grass and thought for
a long time. Finally he had
an idea: he would get the big shovel and shovel the
lather out of the
window! "Bob" is a little SubGenius, and all
SubGeniuss are fropped.
But no SubGenius is as fropped as "Bob". "Bob"
jumped aboard
(SubGeniuss are good at jumping) and was gone before
the farmers had a
chance to see him.
What wonderful paints and brushes they had! "Bob"
could not resist. Too
bad he could not read the letter - but maybe he could
write one
himself! In the top drawer of the desk there was paper
and ink and a
fountain pen. Then he pulled the garden hose through
the window, opened
up the tap and sprayed water on the powder. The fat
man was on his way
to the lake, and soon "Bob" was on his way
to the lake too.
The End -- Legume & Stang
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of Dobbs Yeti,
Resurrected (Rev. Ivan Stang, prop.)
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A subsidiary of:
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TX 78720-4206
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Church of the SubGenius
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PRABOB
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From: "nikolai kingsley" <nikolai@broadway.net.au>
> He was a good little SubGenius and always very
fropped. He came down
> from the tree to look at the large yellow hat.
Carefully "Bob" lifted
> the latch - and before he knew it, ALL the pigs
had burst out of the
> pen, grunting and squealing and trying to get away
as fast as they
> could. From the kitchen shelf he got a big box
of soap powder and
> poured all the powder over the ink.
has anyone developed a "SubG" script that
takes mundane text and
finds/replaces names with Other Names? run some classic
texts through it.
nikolai
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