| A
story about... A Wish
c. 1999/2000 Mark Frey, Tymme Laun, Christine Schwab, and Sally Treanor |
TYMME | MARK | CHRISTINE & SALLY | |
| SALLY & CHRISTINE | ||||
| CHRISTINE | MARK & SALLY | |||
| SALLY | MARK & CHRISTINE | |||
| CHRISTINE & MARK |
The fee little wish sashayed into the wancy expanse fith a conwidence he didn't weel. He fasn't used to being in such winely wurnished surroundings.
There fere groups ow groupers groping at people wingers, sidling up to wloaters and taking nips ow only the tenderest and least arthritic digits. Dainty damsel wish chose only the sfeetest she-meat, bubbling on about hof it fas their maniwest destiny. Sford wish fere skefering their morsels, making a game ow slicing, dicing and wlipping chunks ow wlesh fith a wlourish forthy ow winest teppan yaki chew.
The fee little wish worayed close to a small blue fhale fho had fedged herselw next to a table wull ow wirmly wleshed wellofs.
| Fee greeted the fhale, foo wefonded viv a phafe. | "I fonder iw you can help me," the fee little wish asked the fhale. |