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In lugnet.castle, Eric Kingsley writes:
> http://www.nelug.org/members/kingsley/temp/PIC00009.JPG
A great hue and cry rose from Kingston: "Save us from Kitty! He eateth our
superfat chickens, leaving us only the scrawny and gristly. He maketh Pianos to
fall from on high, squashingeth our fellow townsfolk. He doth stompeth around
like he owns the place, yea, and even bats around those whose feet are not
firmly planted in the ground. Deliver us from the feline menace!"
And it was done. A great and precariously dangling Tower was built above the
great abyss, a safe platform from which to drop boat weights, undesirable
Timmies, odd yellow rectangles with eyes painted on them, and suchlike onto the
Great Furry menace as it passed below.
And Kitty was not pleased.
With a great leap, Du Chat bounded up into the city proper, scattering
merchants and soldiers and common townsfolk everywhere! Truly, the wrath of
Kitty beforehand was a pittance compared to the wrath of Kitty now! Woe, alas,
what could be done to discourage He Who Grooms Himself Constantly from wreaking
further havoc upon the poor townsfolk?
Enter the trebuchet! And with a great swing and a mighty back and forth
rocking, the impact of the Head of Timmy did freak the Cat out, and causeth him
to find something else to do.
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LOL!
The wrath of Kat kannot be overkome by magik!
Just wondering, though... wasn't the cat Dave's cat? As well as the chickens +
pianos too, IIRC...
Never mind, great story! :)
-Shirush
In lugnet.castle, Jason Catena writes:
> In lugnet.castle, Eric Kingsley writes:
> > http://www.nelug.org/members/kingsley/temp/PIC00009.JPG
>
> A great hue and cry rose from Kingston: "Save us from Kitty! He eateth our
> superfat chickens, leaving us only the scrawny and gristly. He maketh Pianos • to
> fall from on high, squashingeth our fellow townsfolk. He doth stompeth around
> like he owns the place, yea, and even bats around those whose feet are not
> firmly planted in the ground. Deliver us from the feline menace!"
>
> And it was done. A great and precariously dangling Tower was built above the
> great abyss, a safe platform from which to drop boat weights, undesirable
> Timmies, odd yellow rectangles with eyes painted on them, and suchlike onto • the
> Great Furry menace as it passed below.
>
> And Kitty was not pleased.
>
> With a great leap, Du Chat bounded up into the city proper, scattering
> merchants and soldiers and common townsfolk everywhere! Truly, the wrath of
> Kitty beforehand was a pittance compared to the wrath of Kitty now! Woe, alas,
> what could be done to discourage He Who Grooms Himself Constantly from • wreaking
> further havoc upon the poor townsfolk?
>
> Enter the trebuchet! And with a great swing and a mighty back and forth
> rocking, the impact of the Head of Timmy did freak the Cat out, and causeth • him
> to find something else to do.
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