SUBJECT>Re: The "official" Party Thread
POSTER>Grand Zero 
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DATE>May 15, 1997 at 07:11:40
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It's a good thing he's a "big" old fellow, otherwise the 150 helium balloons might be a bit harder to control.  He releases them in the MessHall.  They scatter out over the ceiling, their shiny mylar streamers sparkling all over the place.  He leaves for a minute and comes back in with a huge box that barely fits throught the double doors of the MessHall.  He pushes three tables together over in one corner and places a hand painted plaquard that reads "gifts for the grads" on the front.  Going back to the box he takes out a shiny leather briefcase for each grad.  Each contains a certificate for embossing to allow each to have his "real name" (whatever it may be) embossed on the case.  He places the cases on the table and returns to the box.  Next, using a forklift he takes out a 5x5x5 block of ice and places it on a big table near the entrance.  Using last week's image of Gail as a model and taking out a mallet and several chisels and carves a perfect ice sculpture of a MarsDawn probe.  Returning to the box once again he takes out several cases of bar-b-q buffalo wings, roasted corn on the cob, some tortilla chips and a big bowl of picante sauce (extra hot).  Last he takes out virtual bottles (ever-full) of Dr. Pepper and "Big Red" and places them on a table with a large stack of cups.  Now folding the large box into a 2" cube he drop-kicks it into the recycle bin and heads to the first aid station to shake hands with his old pal, Highlander.<p>I'm not done yet...<p>---<p>Zero   <br>0=o

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