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                              "Disco Can Be Fun" 
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                              by Aldebaran Arghat 
 
     It was a rainy May evening, and little Herman Jocko was at home alone. 
Under normal circumstances, Herman would be hunched in front of his Apple 
II+, his 300 baud modem blazing away.  But to his horror, his father, Mr. 
Jeffers Jocko had taken away little Herman's computer until he "got a life". 
But little Herman, although he was almost 14, had never been with other 
people outside of school, and because of that, had no idea what it means to 
have fun.  So, desperate for some ideas on how to get a life(and how to get 
his computer back), little Herman opened The Closet, in search of his 
father's memerobilia from "the good old days", hoping to learn how to become 
a social animal like his father.  Little Herman opened the closet, revealing 
a huge wardrobe of the most wonderful clothes Herman had ever seen! 
     "K-K00l!  Look at all this polyester!" Herman dug further into the 
closet, and soon came upon the greatest treasure of the closet: a large 
carboard box filled with old records and photographs!  Flipping through the 
records, Herman found his father's last album he recorded... in 1979!  'J. 
Jocko, Thats the Song!'.  On the cover was his dear father, J. Jocko, wearing 
bellbottoms and a multicolored polyester shirt, dancing in a dark disco club. 
     "Golly gee whiz, wouldn't it be k-k00l if I could be like him?" thought 
little Herman as he rose, and took a white polyester leisure suit from the 
closet.  Wet with excitement, Herman savagely tore off his knickers and 
slipped the suit over his Superman Underoos.  "Now I'm as k00l as daddy! 
Yay!  Now I can be a hep cat!  A k00l d00d!  A social savage!  A groovy stud! 
I'm gonna paint the town! Yeah!" 
     Little Herman slipped on a pair of brown leather elevator shoes and 
stepped outside into the city streets.  "Yay!  I'm k00l now!" shouted Herman, 
and he began the long journey to the local nightclub.  But as Herman rounded 
the corner, he was confronted by a tall, muscular bald man with a big lead 
pipe.  
     "Hey d00d!  Whatz up?  I'm goin' down to The Thrash Pad to get down and 
boogie!  Care to join me?" asked Herman. 
     "What de fuck?  You've gotta be shittin' me!  Look at this fucker! 
You've gotta be the funniest lookin' bastard I'ze evah eyeballed!  Cut this 
shit... you're gone!" 
     Wham!  With a few swift blows, Herman was nothing more than a pile of 
broken bones and ripped flesh wrapped in polyester.  The end. 
 
     Now that I've wasted enough of your time, I shall end this file.  But 
let this be a lesson to anyone considering a nationwide disco revival... 
 
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