Date Posted:13:21:00 07/05/01 Thu Author: Senator Schism Subject: "Come, Maritime! Our lunch awaits!" In reply to:
Senator Schism
's message, "Senator Schism, 1st seat, Sigma room..." on 17:01:33 06/27/01 Wed
Schism tilted his helmet (designed to resemble a fishing hat, complete with an assortment of lures) and started towards the door, partisan/fishing rod in hand.
"We'd be dining on colossal mouth bass if I had my way. But noooooo, Eulogy wanted lunch today. A trip to the aquarium wouldn't be long at all."
"Sir, the last time you went there they banned you for life. They've even beefed up security."
"I'm still confused about why they did that."
"Because you caught and cooked the last known ellemuhr fish."
"It wasn't my fault they were endangered. Oh, wait, yes it was. That'll teach me to fish with nuclear weapons!"
Maritime sighed and the pair made their way to an elevator. The awkward conversation continued until they got to the the streets....
