It was a blistering cold snowy day in the Ozarks when our fearless hero was woken up. It was the wicked alarm clock armed with NPR speaking of worldly news. Our hero new what the weakness of this creature was and went for it like a black snake after a rat. WHACK! The snooze was hit but this did not seem to stop the alarm today. It seemed to keep coming back every ten minutes with an evil ever changing face. 6:10 SMACK! 6:20 CRASH! 6:30 POW! By this point our hero was worn down and unable to fight him anymore and left his bed of solitude.
He started to prepare himself for another day as a mild mannered ColdFusion programmer. Suddenly his super hero like senses went off when he noticed the water pooling by the sewage pipe clean out in his yard. "Could it be? My arch mimesis has returned?" It was true. The god of sewage and brother of Neptune had attacked. It was the sinister Neppoo. A truly rank and sinister creature. Our hero jumped into action. He quickly ran to his super hero 84 model Nissan station wagon of goodness and headed to the one place that would be able to help him. Lows.Once there he began to arm himself with the weapons he would need to battle this evil scourge. 50' by �" snake? Check. Heavy-duty rubber gloves? Check. He now had everything he needed and sped to his homely fortress at the top speed his automobile would take him. 37 mph. He was now ready to battle. He had the 50' by �" snake, heavy-duty rubber gloves and his insulated cover-alls of sweet wintry protection. With these things he leaped into battle. He shoved the snake into the hole full of Neppoo's liquid like badness. He plunged it down further and further until he found the heart of Neppoo. Our hero began to twist the snake clock-wise, tearing at the very soul of his wicked enemy. He then pulled out the snake and threw the torn pieces of Neppoo to the snow. He plunged the snake in to the hole again for another attack. This seemed to go on for an eternity until he saw that Neppoo was withdrawing from the battle. With a hearty battle cry he shot the snake down the hole one final time. At last the battle was over but was the war won? He did not know. He was too tired to think about it now. He gathered his tools of attack while wondering if anyone would know of this fierce battle. Would any care that Neppoo was weakened a little more and that his grasp of evil had been loosened? He doubted it. But our hero was not here for praise and glory. He was here to do a job. Most thought it was to program web applications but a very few new it was to save the planet. Phillip Broussard ______________________________________________________________________ Macromedia ColdFusion 5 Training from the Source Step by Step ColdFusion http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0201758474/houseoffusion Archives: http://www.mail-archive.com/[email protected]/ Unsubscribe: http://www.houseoffusion.com/index.cfm?sidebar=lists
