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- Path: sparky!uunet!nwnexus!seanews!eskimo!jammer
- From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
- Subject: Snowball
- Message-ID: <1992Dec30.104526.8798@eskimo.com>
- Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
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- Date: Wed, 30 Dec 1992 10:45:26 GMT
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- Jammer walks in, and pauses to survey the cup of mocha sitting on
- the pile of dollar bills.
-
- Satisfied, he turns to the crowd and asks
- "Who will drink with me?
- Bartender! Mocha for those with the strength for it, and whatever
- they would have for the rest!
- It's a cold night, and the wee wench who calls herself my Old Lady..."
-
- The door burst open. Snow swirls in, and a powerfull Lady steps into the
- room.
-
- "Jammer?" In spite of the question mark, the Lady is delivering a
- demand.
-
- Jammer peers over his shoulder, and mutters "oh, oh..."
-
- "We wern't finished!" So saying, she delivers a snowball dead on the
- back of Jammer's neck. Jammer dives desparetly for the cover of a chair,
- but to no avail. The second snowball catches him on the side of his
- head, much to the amusement of the assembled patrons.
-
- The Lady gives a sparkling laugh, and cries
- "NOW we can be done with it!" and turning, races out the door.
-
- Jammer unties himself, glares at the offending chair, and with a roar
- lurches to his feet, and charges out the door, slamming it behind him.
- For ten full minutes, the patrons of The Place are treated to the sounds
- of a pitch battle of snow, complete with screams, hollers, and laughter.
- Then silence returns, as Jammer and his Old Lady head for a wet, content
- homecoming.
-
- In spite of winters past, Jammer loves the snow.
-