Stage right, Mac, relaxing on the patio, takes a drink from his Gryphin tampered brewski, He gulps, sighs, then jumps out of his chair, turns green, rips off his colostomy bag and spits out un-mentionalble articles then falls flat on his face with a large moan and something mumbled about, "the only one near me was that Gryphin, ooooooo my stomach......, the FBW immendiatly race to his rescue a LH look a like props his poor head in her lap as she strokes his magnificant countenance crooning soft melodies of sorrow in regards to his expareaching experience.
just some ideas a very green Mac
[ October 09, 2002, 17:05: Message edited by: mac5732 ]