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Rebecca Stout <[log in to unmask]>
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Sat, 5 Feb 2005 13:17:11 EST
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It is with great pleasure that I make this announcement.  The Ferret
Aid Society, along with other (unconfirmed) Canadian ferret shelters,
are proud to announce the arrival of the Canadian chapter of the
International Ferret Congress.
 
:: Slowly, blue smoke creeps across the ground growing more and more.
   Enter the great Ferret Oracle in all her glory.::
 
"Hello ferret love slaves!!  ::Chewing gum with great enthusiasm::
I am so, so happy to hear this news, ferret puppets.  I was so hoping
this would happen, and now it did.  This rocks!
::The blue robed clad woman takes her staff, poses, and plays air guitar
  on it.::
Randy, congratulations and thank you for doing this.  ::Chew chew chew::
I wanna give you a proper Oracle blessing.
::With great oomph she spits her gum out.  PUH!::
 
::Next the petite flower backs up all her ferret companions, straightens
  her conical hat, affixes a hair ball onto her staff, and prepares to
  dance.::
 
"I the great Ferret Oracle of the FML, bless you Randy
::She pops poor unsuspecting Randy on the head with her staff::!
"I now exercise all Ferret Nazi Spirits from the Canadian chapter of
the IFC.
::She backs up, spreads her arms, and begins to dance about.  She stands
on one leg, cranes out her arms Karate Kid style, and spins around
hopping.::
 
"Oooo, away away away bad spirits of criticism, judgment, PC fanatics,
and well uh ... just nastiness."
::In one swift move, she pounds the staff down onto the ground and stomps
both feet down rattling the earth::
"There.  All done.  All clear."
::She wipes her robe free of invisible lint in a cocky manner::
"Yes, you may thank me later."
 
"And now puppets, I bid you farewell.  Randy?  You've not seen the last
of me."
 
::With a wink, she spins around in a whirl disappearing with all her
  furry cohorts.::
 
The Great Robed One
[Posted in FML issue 4780]

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