SUBJECT>The Big "Bette's Back" Bash!!!
POSTER>Grand Zero 
EMAIL>zero@your.service.com
DATE>July 15, 1997 at 06:24:59
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>>The big old fellow dances into the Messhall carrying such an armload of stuff that he can't see where he's dancing.  After bumping into a couple of tables, he trips over the foot of the recliner (which some careless MARSupial - possibly himself - had left open) sending party supplies flying across the room.  Fortunately nothing  broke (well-packaged I guess).<p>As he begins to set up for the party, he hollers out, "Hey, Murphy, we need another one of those chocolate "hurt-yourself-really-badly" cakes.  And can you write "Welcome Back Bette" on it?  He spreads out party plates, cups and napkins.  He hangs streamers from the light fixtures (which he reaches easily without a ladder). He sets a bowl of quarters on the juke box and inserts one in the slot.<p>V-07<br>I'm picking up good vibrations,<br>She's giving me excitations.<p>Good...good...good<br>Good Vibrations.<p>>>Now for the goodies...A big virtual bowl of cracker jacks and another of Chex party mix...huge tray of cold grapes...and the requisite big virtual bucket of wings.<p>Wait a minute where's my Dr.Pepper?  Oh yeah, the ice chest.  He hauls in a big virtual ice chest filled with every kind of canned and bottled drink imaginable - ice cold.<p>>>He steps back to admire his work and lets out another big holler.<p><br>YYYEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW!<br>Bette's back!<br>Let the party begin!<p>To a chorus of chuckles and jeers he begins his usual herky-jerky awkward dance thing. Y'all better stay out of the way of these boots.  They're registered as lethal weapons.<p>---<p>Zero  <---getting dizzy -- gotta sit down   <br>0=o

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