On Sat, 30 Mar 1996, Christopher Willmore wrote:

(Gestures at a trio of madly crying Institut Rats.)
  They're unconsolable. C'mon, let us know what happens!

Ratiko: Hey, I'm crying BECAUSE he wrote the first part!
        I don't like stories were great-grandma gets killed...

[Ratiko points at the other two Rats.]

        By the way, where'd THESE guys come from?

-Christopher Willmore

   Silence engulfed the Teufel. The Rats stopped crying, and stared at 
the newcomer. Mike winced.
   "Woll, Oi'm Giles, this is Seamus, un that there's Mahon," Giles said 
quizically. "Wot other two?"
   The Italians began to pelt Ratiko with bottles. The Rats, pleased that 
for once the missles weren't aimed at them, put up no objection.

-Mike of No Particular Title or Handle

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