] Somewhere in the control room of my mind a fat little
] dwarf in a security outfit was paging through a Penthouse
] while smoking a cigar with his feet up on the table,
] watching the security monitors of my brain with his
] peripheral vision. Suddenly he saw the LARGE SILENT
] SINSITER MENACING FLOATING PRESENCE coming at me, and he
] pulled every panic switch and hit every alarm that my
] body has. A full decade's allotment of adrenaline was
] dumped into my bloodstream all at once. My metabolism
] went from "restful sleep mode" to HOLY SHIT! FIGHT FOR
] YOUR LIFE OR DIE!!!! mode" in a nanosecond. My heart went
] from twenty something beats per minute to about 240 even
] faster.

Funny.

The Horror of Blimps