stuff_m paste! ...then she climbed from the breaking branch over to the duct and had a sandwich in her mouth which fell for a few seconds because she was high and because she was high high enough that the escaped panther didn't see it coming when the slices of roast beef separated in mid-air and kerplunked on its head. so we got a panther with lunch meat on its face and a lady climbing through an external air duct way up high in broad daylight. i guess we'll add an aluminum foil ball the size of a satellite dish, once owned by Winston Churchill, rolling down the street and finally bowling into the roast beef panther at which point the panther goes into an all-out delirium frenzy because it hasn't slept in 5 days (it's never been to the city) telling obscure tales to a newspaper stand owner, frying eggs with its bare teeth somehow, and paying all the traffic fines all around town that occured between 6:17 and 6:23 p.m. with robbery money from last night which went better than anticipated. oh yeah there's a lady crawling through an air duct. let's say she's had it with ground level circulation or something. she's tired of stagnant air and she is bored because nothing ever happens anymore and she's sick of just paying attention to the mundane and making things up in her head for entertainment because nothing really interesting happens outside of it and constantly being given the cold glares and regressive comments and so decides to climb through an air duct coming out of a 15-story commerce tower. i think, just on a whim, that if she were to climb down and tracks the remnants of her sandwich leading to the roast beef panther she'd have a full evening of entertainment just with that deprived cat. it'd be curious to see what would happen. 020321 ... wax tadpole you choose, you may select_rabbits or hydroelectric_pudding 020401 what's it to you? who go blather from