You asked for it.

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        "Oh, how I wish for a backrub right now...", groaned Genma from the
living room.

        "Mr. Saotome!  Do you want a backrub?", called Kasumi from the kitchen.

        *SHING*  *SHING*  *SHING*
        
        "Why, Kasumi.  What _sharp_ ears you have!"

        "The better to hear you with, Mr. Saotome."

        *SHING*  *SHING*  *SHING*

        "Ha ha ha, Kasumi.  You really kill me with your jokes, you know?
Anyways, thanks, Kasumi.  Today was a killer for me...ooohhh, my back REALLY
hurts."

        "Is that right, Mr. Saotome?  I'll take your pain away...", she
replied sweetly from the kitchen.

        *SHING*  *SHING*  *SHING*  (footsteps)

        "Say, Kasumi.  What was that sound coming from the kitchen?"

*Splash*  

*GROWF??*  

*CHOP* "How does...." *HACK*"...this..."*DISEMBOWEL*"...feel." *DISMEMBER* 
"Mr...."*DECAPITATE*"...Sao...."*GUT*"...tome?"  

        Kasumi stood up from what was left of a giant panda, a two-headed
axe dripping blood on the carpet.  She looked at the mess of various panda
parts all over the living room.

        "Oh dear, I don't suppose I can clean this up before dinner?"

        <Before...DINNER...>, went the thought through Kasumi's head.  She
looked speculatively at the diced panda.  Then she thought of that strange
bucket in Ranma's room with the ladle that spun around and around on its top.  

        Tonight's stew might be a little on the exotic side..... 


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