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On Wed, 01 May 2002 15:50:27 -0500 Donald Lee Granberry <noharness@mac.com> wrote:
Perhaps more surprising for him than the old codger's death had been the
numbers of people who came to the funeral. Ranma smiled grimly to himself as
he remembered that more than one attendee had attended for the sole purpose
of assuring themselves that the gnomish old panty thief was "most sincerely
dead" as one wag had put it. There had been another unanticipated event at
the funeral. Much to Ranma's shock, surprise and dismay, he had broken down
into tears as they laid the old man to rest.
Is that what was on the Death Certificate? I guess the old munchkin is the
one crying, but it's not clear to me.
"Be careful up there, {boy : Boy}! That's a place where even the gods have to be
cautious."
"Some things never change, Ranma. You couldn't get {dad and : Dad or} your father up
here at gunpoint."
"That's more than acceptable, {son : Son}," Soun Tendo called back.
"Akane, have ya ever noticed that your dad calls me {son : Son} more often than Pops
does?"
"Oh, Akane, I don't mind, besides, there's no telling how many of my things
we'll find up here."
Like her favorite leather thong and pasties set?
Heedless of her husband's concerns, Akane gently placed the tips of her
fingers on the scroll. Kasumi grabbed her arm in an attempt to stop her.
They _never_ listen, do they?
"Look!" Shampoo exclaimed. "It making picture like movie!"
"Whatever ya do, don't touch it!" Ranma shouted.
Too late.