> Trail: Logrus!Nuthatch!Stargate!Oracle@iuvax.ai.antares
> Oracle@earth, I have had a vision concerning you. I do not understand
> it, but, per our agreement, I am passing it on to you.
> Don't forget, you promised to forward all visions, predictions, answers,
> and information concering me, thus bypassing our little paradox problem.
> Vision follows:
> WELCOME FANS, TO WRESTLEMANIA VII! FAKE BLOOD, STICK-ON BRUISES, AND
> INCREDIBLY UNREALISTIC THROWS! WOW! LISTEN TO THAT CROWD!
> IN THE LEFT CORNER, WE HAVE PHIL "MR. BONDAGE" GIANNINI. PHIL WEIGHS
> IN AT A HEFTY 415 POUNDS, WITH AN 84 IQ. <boo, hiss>
> AND IN THIS CORNER, WE HAVE... LISA, THE NET.SEX.GODDESS. LISA WIEGHS
> IN AT A DEMURE 125 LBS, WITH A 35-31-34 FIGURE, A 165 IQ, AND AN
> INCREDIBLY CARING AND SENSITIVE NATURE! IT LOOKS LIKE A SLIGHTLY UNEVEN
> MATCH, BUT LET'S PROCEED.
> OH! MR. BONDAGE CAN'T WAIT FOR THE BELL!! SLAVERING, HE ADVANCES UPON
> THE MOMENTARILY UNAWARE LISA. HE LEAPS! HE LANDS! ANNNNNND... HE
> SCORES!! OH! POOR LISA! BUT WAIT! ENTERING THE RING, IN LEATHER,
> MOST UNEXEPECTEDLY, IS "PAT, THE NET.BUTCH.GODDESS"!! WHAT'S SHE DOING?
> OH MY! SHE IS GIVING MR. BONDAGE A MELVIN TO END ALL MELVINS... AND
> NOW, SHE IS WHACKING HIS WINKY WITH A WHIP! MR. BONDAGE ROARS! MR.
> BONDAGE PASSES OUT! NOW, PAT GOES OVER TO LISA... LISA IS CRYING...
> PAT HELPS HER UP... REARRANGES HER SKIRT... KISSES HER ON THE
> FOREHEAD... THE CHEEK.. THE MOUTH... THEY EMBRACE, AND ARE ESCORTED
> OFF THE FLOOR BY ARMED GUARDS! THE CROWD IS WILD! WHAT A MATCH!
> :Vision ends.
> Good Luck deciphering it. They all seemed to be very, very excited.
> By the way, there was sideband feeling of impending doom that was
> dangerously close to your personal state machine input space.
> Oracle@Antares (alternate implementation)