A flash of light and some ominous organ music plays.
Da dam da. Dum da da da!!
"Like, where is that music coming from, Samantha?"
"Oh no. This is bad. Something must have gone terribly wrong."
Poof! Three old geezers appear in front of Jim and Samantha.
"Who are you guys?"
"We are...THE LORDS OF MAGIC!"
"A little dramatic, don't you think?"
"Well, we have a reputation to keep, you know. How would it look if we just started popping up without the ominous music and all? People need to be entertained these days."
"Uh, okay."
Samantha spoke up, "What do you want from us? We've done nothing wrong."
One of tho older geezers stepped forward. "Silence, witch! You failed to wait until midnight. You should have known better."
The middle old geezer stepped forward, "Yes. And for that you shall be punished."
"Oh no. Please, have mercy."
The last od geezer spoke, "No such luck. For your sins against...da dum da...THE LORDS OF MAGIC, (I just love that effect.) you shall become Jim's personal sex slave."
Jim stepped forward. "But...we've already had sex. Twice!"
The older geezer thought about it. "Hmm...you're right. That sex slave curse is getting pretty unoriginal, isn't it?"
The middle geezer proclaimed, "Yeah, we need some better curses."
The last geezer stood forward. "I need a ham sandwhich. Oh yeah..da dum da..THE LORDS OF MAGIC."
"Huh?"
"Very well, we shall think of a punishment that is truly fitting of your crimes."
"Well?"
"Just give us a minute. You can't think this stuff up on the spot, you know."
Fri Aug 13 23:18:55 1999
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