The Continuing Saga of the Good Ship Odwurldfourumms...
We've been adrift for several weeks now. The sails are tattered, and we can go only where the current takes us. We are currenly adrift in the pestilant sea of Nogudgaimes. We are hoping to run aground on the Mythical Paradise of Munchizodisee, which legend says is located near this sea.
But Munchizodisee seems further than even our most conservative estimates predicted. Our Navigator said that it would be found just off the coast of the continent of Playstashuntoo, but when we reached that continent, there was no sign. We are now heading for the larger continent of Ecksbox, in the hope that we will find it somwhere.
The supplies of Entertaynement Biscuits that we brought with us when we left Aybezecksodus are running low, and Tempers are beginning to Fray. Fights have repeatedly broken out, particularly in the rear part of the ship, which we call Offtoppick. Fights have also come close to breaking out in the front part, the Genreldiskushun, as we call it. A storm a few weeks back tore away our Arrpeegee [or sail] and now we have no direction, and are beginnning to turn against each other.
We can only pray that we reach Munchizodisee soon...
[ July 26, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]
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Nice one, Rett. 
It's good we can keep a sense of humour in these times of turbulence.
