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TITLE: 186 Words or Why
Mulder's a Pig
AUTHOR: Mike Preston
E-MAIL: mlp1061750@aol.com
SPOILERS: none
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: It is really an internet
joke my sister sent my wife, and I was called a pig
because I laughed. I read alot of MSR fanfic, so I
plagiarized the joke to add a little tartness
to the overwhelming sweetner of some MSR.186 Words or Why Mulder's a Pig
by Mike Preston
"Mulder, we're going to die here,
now!"
"Probably, Scully."
"How long do you think?"
"I expect the barricade to give way in a about 10
minutes."
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Scully began to sob quietly, slumping against Mulder.
Suddenly she jumped to feet, screaming hysterically,
"Mulder, make me feel like a woman,
a real woman. After all these years, I want to feel like
a real woman before I die."
"Scully, calm down. We've been in scrapes as bad as
this before. Besides, I've never
doubted that you were a real woman."
With a maniacal gleam in her eye, Scully began ripping
off her Donna Karen suit jacket and
shouted, "Mulder, I want you to make me feel like a
real woman. Are you man enough?
Make me feel real!"
"OK, Scully. Anything you say." Mulder began
unbuttoning his shirt. As he pulled it off his
shoulders, Scully saw the ridged muscles on his abdomen
and began to feel faint.
********
Mulder looked deeply into her eyes with his dark poet's
gaze, gently handed her his shirt
and said, "If it will make you feel better, you can
iron this."
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