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Show gBELIENE IT OR Nurz SByJimNNaldo Hojone of the other Wa,er 7,7 hT' bd'eVe il" 8rowls a surly dude, putting his hand on his sword, "or I'll uke care of you. nS;.'.5e2 Hoyo, .,hev sure is "And this," I sez. pointing to the huge contraption next to us "is Your catapult." "That's right," sez Elric. "ami now , We need some stones of about 100. or 200 pounds to use tor ammunition." "Hold on," I se, "there ain't no reason to get such weighty stones." "There don't have to be a reason to get a weighty stone," interjects Hoyo. "Who is he with," sez Elric. "I dunno," I replies, "I've never seen him before in my life. However, the fact remains that You don't need to gather, the stones, as the ammunition for the competition will be water balloons." "We do not need the stones for my competition," sez Elric, "What we needs the stones for is if we lose," "And what is you going to do with the stones if you lose?" asks Hoyo. "Simple," sez Elric, "if we lose, we is going to attack the Park Bldg. There should be at least $40 worth of loot in that." , I sez to Hoyo as we was ; .ng our gliders with the ! J;ieler,a coffee to give them i ;e extra weight sos they would I If0nl the top of the Social and i ''havioral Science Monolith ' ' .,er "but what say we do i tiling to uplift our minds?" i sht on," sez Hoyo, "let's go ' .n to the Capri and ..." 1 .m had in mind," I sez, 1 .ncing his face with a rock-hard i Service doughnut, "was dover to Merrill Engineering 'j watch the festivities of , ; peering Week." i , Zolvje," sez Hoyo" the ex-: ex-: .j.eiit of the thought causing ! pulse rate to go up to 25, . i hat is happening today?" : relates, "today is listed 10 !sthe'catapult competition. Most ch. Jty,ate catapult gets a $40 : ":e" , ! tovie," sez Hoyo, "that sounds be ' sat" i yfling over to the grounds on id,.! kh the competition is to take ite,.' to, we looks over the com- ; stitors. eup Hjbba," sez Hoyo, "who are the TO, -apees from the opera?" "Which group you talking about?" I asks. h "The inconspicuous ones over in the corner," sez Hoyo, "numbering "num-bering about 200, with swords and shields and helmets with ox horns on each side." "Oh, those dudes," I sez "I dunno. Let us go over and ask." Good as our word, over we shuffles. "Hubba hubba,"lsez,"butwhois you?" . "By Thor and Odin," booms a Nordic-type voice, "what is the meaning of this 'Hubba hubba'?" "Don't get Thor," sez Hoyo, "just answer the question." "Hubba hubba is just an expression," ex-pression," I sez, attempting to draw some attention off of Hoyo as the Nordic dude was attempting at-tempting to draw his sword in retaliation to the third-oldest pun in the world, "and once again, who is you?" "I is Elric L. Rote," sez the dude, putting his sword back in the scabbard, "and these are my merry men." "Are you his merry men?" asks |