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From: "The Parker Household"
Subject: Fw: Imitation Hemingway Contest Winner (Humor)
Date: Fri, 2 Feb 997 8:54:42 -0500
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I think this is pretty damn funny. I guess if you didn't read hemingway or fight the bugs
it is not.
> The Bug Count Also Rises
> -- by John Browne
> In the fall of that year the rains fell as usual and washed the leaves of
> the dust and dripped from the leaves onto the ground. The shuttles drove
> through the rainy streets and took the people to meetings, then later
> brought them back, their tires spraying the mist into the air. Many days
> he stood for a long time and watched the rain and the shuttles and drank
> his double-tall mochas. With the mochas he was strong.
> Hernando who worked down the hall and who was large with microbrews came
> to him and told him that the ship day was upon them but the bugs were not
> yet out. The bugs which were always there even when you were in Cafes
> at night sipping a Redhook or a double-tall mocha and you thought you were
> safe but they were there and although Enrico kept the floor swept clean
> and the mochas were hot the bugs were there and they ate at you.
> When Hernando told him this he asked how many bugs.
> "The RAID is huge with bugs," Hernando said. "The bugs are infinite."
> "Why do you ask me? You know I cannot do this thing anymore with the
> "Once you were great with the bugs," Hernando said. "No one was
> greater," he said again. "Even Prado."
> "Prado? What of Prado? Let Prado fix the bugs."
> Hernando shrugged. "Prado is finished. He was gored by three Sev2's in
> Chicago. All he does now is drink herb tea and play with his
> "Herb tea?"
> "It is true, my friend." Hernando shrugged again.
> Later he went to his office and sat in the dark for a long time. Then he
> sent e-mail to Michaels.
> Michaels came to him while he was sipping a mocha. They sat silently for
> awhile, then he asked Michaels, "I need you to triage for me."
> Michaels looked down. "I don't do that anymore," he said.
> "This is different. The bugs are enormous. There are an infinity of
> "I'm finished with that," Michaels said again. "I just want to live
> "Have you heard Prado is finished? He was badly gored. Now he can only
> drink herb tea."
> "Herb tea?" Michaels said.
> "It is true," he said sorrowfully.
> Michaels stood up. "Then I will do it, my friend," he said formally. "I
> will do it for Prado, who was once great with the bugs. I will do it
> the time we filled Prado's office with bouncy balls, and for the time
> Prado wore his nerf weapons in the marketing hall and slew all of them
> with no fear and only a great joy at the combat. I will do it for all
> the pizza we ate and the bottles of Coke we drank."
> Together they walked slowly back, knowing it would be good. As they
> the rain dripped softly from the leaves, and the shuttles carried the
> back from the meetings.
> - Jeff
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