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Fooles: A present for the GRAND PUNTIFF

Last Updated: 30 Jun 2002 1502

First Published on: Wednesday, 3 May 1995
Edited and Republished on: Wednesday, 15 January 1997


[Serious Announcer]	Here on the Steps, we observe the GRAND PUNTIFF sitting idly. Suddenly, some Fooles approach him, but it be too late, they have seen him. He sighs, and waits.

[Battel]	O Great & Wondorous Lord of Logical Logicality. We hath a most costly, rare and valuable gift for you that we found out about on our recent travels.
[Bottel]	Ish da Crown of Logical Underenerenerenhanshement!!!!
[Babbel]	We hath searched far and wide for a present worthy of someone with your statues...
[Bottel]	Shtatush! - Fool!
[Battel]	We thus hereby appoint you to be the Guardian of the Crown of Logical Underenhancement.
[Babbel]	(awestruck) It be A Magical Item!
[Bottel]	Yeash, if you put it on, you become shtupid!

[Serious Announcer]	The GRAND PUNTIFF, caught unawares by the sudden generosity of The Fooles, stares blankly as they leave quietly, smiling.

Robin the Ruthless in Battel.
"Many are cold, but few are frozen."

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