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THE REUNION

It was a rainy night in the little town of New York City. At one of the Sheraton Hotels was being held a family reunion. Yes, folks. The Smith Family reunion.

It was a warm and sunny day in the Bahamas as Slosh Gorshkin the II prepared to leave for New York City. Susan the III was there. Revenge was on his mind.

The moon was shining over the cold, black, city, and the darkness was dreary, floating as it always did. The dead body of John Brown lay on the bottom of the lake, and Gom1ik Smakimze was boarding a plane bound for New York. Escape was on his mind.

It was dark. Yes, it was very, very dark. In the bright light of the desk lamp Cheriderf Retse1 prepared for a History field trip to New York. Fun and relaxation was on his mind.

The date was May 27. Slosh arrived in the big Apple at 9:17 AM, complements of Sworshk II. Cheriderf, complements of the 9:00 train, arrived at 9:18 AM. And Gom1ik, compliments of the 5:30 American Airlines plane, arrived at 9;19. Then a coincidence occured. Slosh started for the Sheraton. Cheriderf's class moved to the Sheraton, and Gom1ik decided to hide out at the Sheraton.

Meanwhile, back at the Sheraton, a whole crowd of Susans, not to mention a few Bobs, were gathering. Suddenly a door on the North Side sprung open. Slosh II walked in. Then the Southwest door flew open. In walked Cheriderf. Finally, the Southeast door sprung open, and in walked Gom1ik.

Now the Susans were very beautiful, and there were 7 of them. Two for each of them and. . .

All but Susan Smith the III were gone in a few seconds.  Who would get her? An argument arose, and a huge fight broke out. Suddenly, as the dust cleared, it was clear who the winner was. After all their savage instincts were put into that fight, only one survived. . .

SUSAN! She turned into a maniac and promptly ate everyone in the city of New York.

Morale: Never get a Smith angry.


 © 1983, 

T. G. Taft

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