Re: The Old Favorite

It occurs to me that with a very small addition, I can add in a phantom ship.
Forgive me for public editing, but that's what you get when you slap the meat
down on electrons raw, without giving it time to cook. Here's the *final*
final version.


WHAM! The door flew off its hinges. Standing on the threshold, with its
long wood handle pointing proudly skyward, was Mjollnir. "I have come," said
the indomitable tool said.

The shield, light glinting fetchingly off its luscious curves, said demurely,
"I hope you shall evermore."

"Neither Dalkon nor aught else shall resist my might. My head was made
for banging."

"I also have great strength and can stand up to non-stop banging." The
shield took a deep breath, and in a deep whisper asked, "What's your name,
studmaker?"

"All my *special* girls call me Mew-mew."

Grasping the shield's supple handles in a tight embrace, Mjollnir said,
"Grab my thong and we'll fly to the heights of ecstasy."

The intertwined pair soared off into the night and were never seen again.

THE END.

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