There was light, and there was a house. It was mad. A madhouse. MadMadHouse. In it there was a man. The man was named 'Man.' One particularily day day Man went to his farm to feed the artichokes and water the livestock. Suddenly, an idea stuck Man. He built a nuclear bomb and blew the entire planet to bits. A new Universe was created, this one more bizzarre then the last, and it was bad. BAD BADB AD BDA ADB bad. Just plain bad.
"Oh damn," 2Man said(exclaimed).
2Man built a nuclear bomb also, but because the new universe is inexplicable, and inexplicable thing had to happen. The livestock exploded. The light was bad. The darkness was bad. Everything was a shade of hot pink.
"Great," 2Man said. He just wanted to destroy himself and get it over with. Leave the problems of the next universe for 3Man and have done.
So, 2Man invented language, walkmen, VCR's and other things in his search for oblivion. Suddenly, he looked at the things he invented and relized how much fun they were. He didn't want to die after all. That's when he died.
"Funky" 3Man exclaimed, however resiliantly he happened to do it, it didn't matter because he was totally lost and his walkman had no batteries, so he ate the ram and chewed the worm and inserted slot Z into slot A, just to confuse the hell out of everyone "Stratavarious" grak!
<We, incidentally, are Sin(Pie(InfinityX3\12.34-175) a big number.>
Y'know. Eventually, he released him and got wretched.
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