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-----Original Message-----
From: Martin Metke [mailto:sleet01@hotmail.com]
Sent: Friday, March 05, 1999 7:43 PM

At 02:40 PM 3/5/99 -0600, you wrote:

First lemon for UY:TSY. C&C is welcome

-- Name   : CLOTHES2.DOC
-- Content: application/octet-stream
-- CONTENT REMOVED, NOT PLAINTEXT.

Well, that's as sparse a lemon as I've ever seen.  I assume "CONTENT"
refers to Lum's naked body, and "NOT PLAINTEXT" refers to her alien
physiology.  "REMOVED", however, is a euphemism I've not heard before.

I think you need to spice it up a little.

Lum displayed her CONTENT artfully.  Ataru leered and proceeded to
REMOVE her energetically.  "Ah, have I ever told you," Lum said shyly.
"I am NOT fully PLAINTEXT".  "In which way are you n- ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ataru screamed.  "I'm sorry," Lum murmured.  "No one ever told you
about the teeth, huh?"

-Richard

You missed the most telling part, though:

Content:  application/octet-stream

Obviously a reference to Urotsukidoji!
Hence:

Lum displayed her CONTENT artfully.  Ataru leered and proceeded to
REMOVE her energetically.  "Ah, have I ever told you," Lum said shyly.
"I am NOT fully PLAINTEXT".  "In which way are you n- ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ataru screamed.  "I'm sorry," Lum murmured.  "No one ever told you
about the teeth, huh?"
  Ataru reared back, eyes glowing searing red.  "I admit it, you are NOT
PLAINTEXT," he growled.
  "Then why are you grinning evilly, Darling?" Lum
queried querilously.
  "Because," he chuckled, "I am NOT PLAINTEXT either!"  Ataru roared as
his body expanded; a mass of tentacles sprang from his back.  Pausing
only a moment to savor the terror in Lum's eyes, Ataru loosed his
tentacles upon his succulent victim!
  The howls Lum uttered as she writhed in involuntary pleasure under
the application of Ataru's octet-stream could be heard long into the
night.

Now, can't you just imagine Mrs. Moroboshi as the mother of the
Overfiend's
sire?

"I should have sacrificed you to the dark gods.  I should have let that
deranged
monk drain your blood into the Black Cauldron!  You, you worthless
husband, this
is all your fault, you know that, don't you!?"
"Yes, dear.  Ataru, pass the gyoza please?"

Sorry, up late on the FFML again *_*  Maybe I should sleep more and
think
sick thoughts less, but where would be the fun in that?

Ja ne,
Martin

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