From: nebusj-@-rpi-.edu   
      
   MIKE:	Hey, that's old-growth clay!   
   CROW:	Habit *against* Humanity!   
   TOM:	Sixteen tons, whadda ya get, another day older ...   
   MIKE:	Clay figures go home!   
      
   [ A robot paints 'Robot' as Steve Carras writes an intricate yet   
   	incomprehensible explanation of the John Seely music. ]   
      
   CROW:	Rump!   
      
   > 	``Such clever boys certainly deserve some crackers with   
   > their milk.''   
      
   TOM:	Crackers!  Wow!  Maybe they can have white rice later!   
      
   --   
   								Joseph Nebus   
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   MIKE:	You're kinda slacking off on the house-shaking here, Ron.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)