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Date Posted: 14:19:00 08/25/02 Sun
Author: Sandspeed with a party hat on.
Author Host/IP: proxy2.hinet.net.au / 203.41.31.8
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It's Sands' Birthday!!!!!!

*Bounding over a few heads as is her custom, she lands as usual in the rafters. The mad hare pulls a huge pouch around from her back and takes out a double pawfull of candied chestnuts. Throwing them around on the creatures below, she sneaks a few and continues throwing them around until the pouch is empty.* It's my bally birthday, wot!
*Jumping down from the rafters, Sands lands on a table, loses her balance and falls off with a squawk, ending up with a thud on the floor. Her face, still chewing candied chestnuts, looks up, slightly puzzled.* W...where am I? What am I doing down here? What's happened? Where am I?

*She gets up, her eyes looking dazedly around before she falls backwards and collapses on the floor in a sitting position.* Where am? What happened? Who are you? Why don't you bally well tell me?

*Struggling up, the concussed hare wanders around the room, bumping into things until she sits down with a plonk on an astonished squirrell's lap.*

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