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* * * * * * B O D Y B U L L E T I N * * * * * *
No video this month, so all you vidroids can hibernate in your TVs
until the annual Festival of the Festered, presented in Sensurround
Omnimax Odorama (well, maybe just a super-8 film projected into the
viewer's eyes at point-blank range). Anyway, in keeping with this
newsletter's tradition of upholding Mom, Apple Pie, and the American
Way, here are the latest facts and a few new additions to the standard
phormat. (Note: incorrect facts are not my responsibility)
THE TRIAD
Ist... Steve Clagg Pts: XII
IInd... Eric Scharf Pts: IX
IIIrd... Tim Tozer Pts: VIII
THE UNDEAD
Mark Rafn... IV Lena Sorenson... II(*) Garret Kang... VI
Pete Kafka... V (narrowly escaped being re-euthanized)
Bob Thorn... VII Doug Ferry... IV Alan Thompson... I
Chris Cecil... II Eric Bisset... VI Stuart Seelye... III
John Barnett... II Franc Vincenzi... II Conrad Seelye... III
Roger Rozeniak... III
THE HUMAN INTEREST STORIES
Joe Bekey... found a room with an infinite number of monkeys, an
and infinite number of typewriters, an infinite number of
witnesses, and several of Shakespeare's plays.
Jon Rottermund... went to that great lard and herpes factory in the
sky (but one can always treasure a vision of his swift
yet elegant arm movements from Hostess Puss Cake to
mouth at thirty beats per minute).
Mike Nelson... overdosed on vitamin C and accidentally absorbed self
(don't worry, Mike, no one else will understand it).
Bruce Yule and John Lloye... are the grand prize winners in this
week's surprise lottery. Each of them wins the
priviledge of donating his body to the special
effects unit of Festival of the Festered.
Kevin Bruce, Ron Engstrom, John Nelson... shot (**)
Any other extraneous humans... report to the mass grave (see **)
* Unconfirmed. Any person falling victim to uncertain facts must
report to LIMBO until the issue is resolved.
** All assassins resorting to such primitive and unoriginal means of
anihilation as mere guns will henceforth be herded into a mass grave
to be dug in the upper field before the next game.
I'm out of room and it's quarter to midnight, so NEXT GAME be
prepared for an onslaught of leftovers -- Sardaeum
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