>At 07:41 AM 5/15/96 -0700, chance wrote:
>>"The scent of her drove him wild with desire. Every breath, every movement,
>> was a study in beauty. His heart raced..."
>
>"Oh!" Cried the katfans one by one, as they opened the fateful email. An odd
>sensation leapt into the very core of their beings from the glowing phosphor
>screens. Long-buried masochistic seeds took root and sprouted in their
>hearts, sending tendrils that choked their taste and judgement, as the kudzu
>vine covers all with it's alien morass. "Oh, Chance! We never knew that
>katfic could be so... so... satisfying- so meaninful. Give us more- we MUST
>have more! Pair Manx up with the old lady with the car that breaks down all
>the time! Pair Ulysses Feral with Abi! Callie with Steele, Razor with a
>Creepling! Ann with Dark Kat! Felina with Hard Drive! Yes, yes, YES!!!!"
ROTFLMAO! Yes, fanfic entirely composed of overblown adjectives
and adverbs...I like it. Throw in some halting sentences and you'd
have Barbara Taylor Bradford cold. (Just tack an airsick bag to the bottom
of the "foreword"...just to be safe and junk.)
>Springtime in MegaKat City, Indeed! Maybe we should write a round-robin
>Purple Prose Katfic, something katfans can turn to when there's no emetic in
>the house.
Hmm. "Captain Planet" tapes, every version of "Jane Eyre", a best-seller called
"101 Bob Saget Quotes for Every Occasion" and a picture of the "Olsen Twins"
in a heart-shaped frame. I think I've got "emetic" covered - don't you?
(Man, I forgot the LD of "Barbarella"...)
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antitoxin six hundred miles over rough ice, across treacherous waters,
through Arctic blizzards from Nenana to the relief of stricken Nome in
the winter of 1925. Endurance, Fidelity, Intelligence." -- "Balto"
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