><sweeping into room in the usual manner - silver Vivienne Westwood
>catsuit, huge moviestar sunglasses, six inch platform shoes, towering
>afro wig, cocktail in one hand, glamorous du Maurier wafting in the
>other>

>LCM: (patting wig) Hello darlings - I came as soon as I heard.
>(glancing at Jflexer) Sweetie - a little bird told me you were
>likening me to a demented drag queen who robbed old ladies and left
>one of her tits behind as evidence.

><glaring, turning to assembled mob>

>Well it's an absolute scandal, darlings - I waltz off for mere moments
>and suddenly I'm an object of speculation.

><patting wig>

>Or, as a less kind person than myself might hazard, GOSSIP.

><turning to Jflexer>

>Take that!

><SPRAYING MACE>

>BITCH!

><turning teary-eyed to Judith>

>Oh darling - it's true - they've turned on me just like said. <sobs
>quietly, dabs nose>

>HONK!!!

><smiles bravely through tears>

>So anyhoo, darlings, whilst Jflexer screams and such, who wants to buy
>me a smart cocktail? Hmmm? I'm just about dust with the dehydrations,
>so let's make it a pitcher - I'll be in my corner booth, sweeties -
>hurry now, happy hours fly!

>Waltzing To The Corner Booth, Looking Fabulous
>LCM

>PS: Darlings - can someone tell me again how I can get my Outlook to
>get the newsgroups again? I did this through Google but it's
>monstrous. You did help before, but that computer died and I looked
>great at the funeral, so now I've got this newish one the World Famous
>Pegs got me and it's just got nothing. Any help would be fabulous,
>darlings - I'll check back later to see. Fabulous!