It was BEYOND her worst nightmare!! The Silver-Jewelry Magnetron had actually made it to the Pacific Northwest and was pounding violently at the front door.......add......

-- Anonymous, June 17, 2001

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She yawns,stretches lazily, and sleepily gets up.....bc it's pacific time and it's still in the middle of the night......and answers the door,calmly telling the ugly mean purple thing to please go ahead and take the rain,instead.

Bc she is such a sleepish sheepish,she gets away with this.

Sheepishly,Purple slinks away, to go find Earth- instead.

-- Anonymous, June 17, 2001

Unfortunatly, the magnetron turned right instead of left at Albuquerqe and ended up on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, where all of the people with more money than brains declared him their new psychic leader. He began a new cult and encouraged his minions to donate all of their silver jewelry to him, spurning the gold Rolexes and Lexus automobiles that the true believers attempted to shower upon him.

In the meantime, Sheepish yawns and wakes up and tells Mr. S "You wouldn't believe the dream I had last night...we gotta stop drinking that pea-pd wine David sent over before we go to bed!".....

-- Anonymous, June 17, 2001

But Sheepish only dreams this part because when she *really* wakes up and rolls over to tell Mr. S her dream, she realizes with horror that it's the Silver-Jewelry Magnetron laying next to her wearing a mauve jumpsuit and singing Moon River while knitting a personal flotation device for Sheepish's upcoming river rafting vacation...

-- Anonymous, June 17, 2001

...being Sheepish,she goes with the flow.Her and "Maggie" head off to Red River Gorge in Kentucky,looking good ,with her newfound weightloss,wearing sports bras and bike shorts.

Half way thru the day,they pull out for a bite to eat,when they get to meet some of the locals,who took a fancy to them yuppie hippie lezzie chicks.

...lets just say the fellas in Deliverance faired better,and let it go at that...

-- Anonymous, June 17, 2001

However, they quietly sneak around to the back of the local tavern/grocery/daycare and even though the screen door creaks, manage to hide behind the Coke machine and change costume. Mr. S. emerges once again from his drag costume and he and Sheepish stuff Payday bars and mushy Fuji apples into their mouths and pockets. Leaving a few dollars tucked between the lettuce heads in the produce section, they again quietly slip past the now-nodding non-kid(s) from non- Deliverance.

Once out onto the open road again, they puzzle over the silver problem.

"It should be palladium they're after!" Sheepish notes. "Silver hasn't hit $5 in years! What possible use could they have in mind for this? Is Cher donning more silver navel jewelry?"

Mr. S., munching a Payday, although most of the peanuts are falling onto the carpet of the old car that they had "borrowed for a while," mumbles something about the HARP project and the disruption of earthly communication via dental silver in the mouths of the advocates.

Sheepish shudders as they drive on.

They are lulled along the desert road. The heat and Payday satisfaction gives them a false sense of security. As they round a bend, nearly hitting a lizard sunning himself on the center line, they fly past, with mouths agog.....

-- Anonymous, June 19, 2001