[narf poit chez BOOM]

Wait a minute, Narf, I thought witches were made out of wood? Or is it ducks that are made out of wood? Or styrofoam - that floats, too, ya know...

SpaceBadger

yes, but can you build a bridge out of styrofoam?

just to make sure it stays buried: www.baen.com free library with whole books and preview's around 10 chapter's long.

Twenty-Four : Demons Go Home

Customer support is an art, not a science.

—marketing saying

So are most other forms of torture.

—programmers' response
more Rick Cook.
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"Pizza!" Wiz said lovingly, caressing the cardboard as she set it on the table. "A real pizza from Little Italy!"

"I got it when I visited your world," Moira told him. "I have kept it hot and fresh by magic since we returned."

Wiz opened the box and breathed deeply. "Pepperoni, sausage and mushrooms. With extra cheese! This is wonderful."

"Best of all, the cooks say that now that they know what a pizza is supposed to be, they can make them."

"Wonderful," Wiz said, concentrating on separating a slice of pizza without losing the toppings.

"I thought you would be pleased."

"Oh, you have your compensations, wench," he said mock-loftily as he lifted the steaming slice to his mouth.

Moira smiled sweetly, waited until just the right moment and jabbed her elbow into his ribs—hard.

And Wiz Zumwalt—mightiest sorcerer in all the World, conqueror of demons, twice victor over the Dark League and keeper of the World's balance—tried to breath tomato sauce through his nose.
even more Rick Cook.

[ November 11, 2003, 04:25: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]