#             Liber Call Me AL
#               vel vel, now.
#            sub figura skating
#
#         "The Book of the In-Laws"
#
#    1. Hi! the manipulation of a Nut.
#    2. Company of heaven exposed;  film
#       at eleven.
#    3. Every Tom, Dick, and Harry is  a
#       Star.  Big Deal.
#    4. Every number  is infinite;  fire
#       thy accountant.
#    5. I'd  like  a  volunteer from the
#       audience at  this point  -- you,
#       the  Warrior  Lord  of Thebes in
#       the front row.
#    6. I've Hadit up to here.
#    7. Attention K-Mart  Shoppers!   It
#       is  revealed  to  !Who*vast? the
#       minister of Har-Po-Marx.
#    8. The Khabs is  in the Khu,  right
#       next to the peanut butter.
#    9. Worship thou the Khabs, and  the
#       Khu will take care of itself.
#    10.  Let  my  servants  be  few and
#       secret; they  shall have  enough
#       problems without publicity.
#    11. These are fools that men adore;
#       for example,  Vanna White  comes
#       to mind.
#    12.  Come  forth  with  a fifth and
#       take thy  fill of  Old Overcoat;
#       thou shalt see stars!
#    13. I am above  you and in you.   I
#       am behind you and beside you.  I
#       am hiding  behind the  curtains.
#       I know when you are sleeping,  I
#       see when you're  awake.  I  know
#       if you feel  joy or woe  so feel
#       joy for goodness sake.
#    14. There once was a Goddess, Nuit,
#       Who dated a God named Hadit.
#       When Ankh-af-na-khonsu
#       Saw what they were up to
#       He shouted "Hail Ra-hoor-khuit!"
#    15. You  may already  have won  the
#       priesthood of infinite space,  a
#       Winnebago,  all  power  for your
#       wife,  or   one  of   663  other
#       valuable prizes  in this  Aeon's
#       Prophecy     Clearing      House
#       Giveaway!
#    16. For he is sunburned, and she is
#       a  lunatic.     He   plays  with
#       matches, and she wanders  around
#       in the dark.
#    17. But for you, no such luck.
#    18. Look out!   There's a  snake on
#       your head!
#    19.  Oh,  bend  over,  and  I shall
#       drive thee home!
#    20.  Say  the  secret  word and the
#       Dove shall drop down.
#    21. If the God and the Adorer call,
#       say unto them  that I am  out of
#       the office;  they shall  not see
#       me.    For  I  and my Lord Hadit
#       shall  be  in  a  meeting verily
#       until  the  end  of  time.    My
#       Prophet    shall    call   their
#       Prophet.
#    22.  Now,  therefore,  I  have   an
#       unlisted  phone  number,   which
#       shall be revealed to my  prophet
#       when at  last he  ceaseth making
#       obscene  calls.    I am Infinite
#       Space, and billions and billions
#       of stars, yet modesty remains my
#       best  character  trait.   Let no
#       difference be  made between  any
#       one thing  and any  other thing;
#       in this  way wilt  thou simplify
#       thine Inventory Control.
#    23. But whoso  maketh sense of  all
#       this, let him  explain it to  me
#       as soon as possible.
#    24. I  am a  Nut, and  my number is
#       up.
#    25.  Divide,  add,  multiply,   and
#       extract  square  roots.    There
#       will be a quiz at the end of the
#       Aeon.
#    26. Then saith the Prophet and  the
#       Loss:  Where the Hell am I, what
#       am  I  on,  and  where can I get
#       more?    Then  she answered him,
#       her  neon-hued  body  dangling a
#       wide variety  of love  beads and
#       leather  thongs,  saying:  Like,
#       wow!   Everything is  everywhere
#       and real,  like, fun,  for sure!
#       Totally!
#    27.  Then  the  Priest answered and
#       said  unto   her,  kissing   her
#       lovely brows,  running his  hand
#       lightly    along    her   thigh,
#       nibbling  on  her  earlobes, and
#       unbuttoning     her      blouse:
#       "Uh..right.      What   was  the
#       question?  Mmmph."
#    28. Two  breathed the  light, faint
#       and  faery,  of  the stars, then
#       asphyxiated.
#    29. For  I am  divided by  zero for
#       the chance of confusion.
#    30. This is the curriculum of Math;
#       that the  pain of  long division
#       is  nothing,  and  the  agony of
#       Calculus, all.
#    31. Screw you all!  I've got  mine,
#       Jack.
#    32. Obey my  prophet!  Send  $20 in
#       cash to Me!  Make eleven  copies
#       of this  Book, placing  thy Name
#       therein,  and  disperse  them to
#       others as thou wilt.  Break  not
#       the  Chain,  and  thy prosperity
#       shall be without bounds.   Would
#       I lie to you?
#    33.  Then  the  priest  passed out,
#       muttering:   Heard   any    good
#       ordeals,   rituals,   or    laws
#       lately?
#    34. But she  said: The ordeals  are
#       none   of   thy   business;  the
#       rituals  shall  be  half unknown
#       and  half  published  by Francis
#       King;  the  Law  I'll  give   to
#       anyone willing to haul it away.
#    35. Surprise!  THIS is the Book  of
#       the In-Laws!  I'll bet you never
#       guessed,  huh?    You   probably
#       thought  this   was  just   some
#       ordinary,        run-of-the-mill
#       prophetic  work  dictated  by  a
#       praeternatural Intelligence.
#    36.    My  secretary In-a-Gadda-da-
#       Vida shall  not edit  this Book,
#       howsoever   badly   it   may  be
#       needed.      He   may    comment
#       thereupon by  the wisdom  of Pa-
#       Ra-Keet.   Thus shall  plausible
#       deniability be established.
#    37.   Also   the   Mazdas  and  the
#       Celicas,  the  Oh-Yeahs  and the
#       Cowabungas,   the   Fafnil   and
#       Zermatroz, the work of the Wand,
#       the  Pantacle,  the  Dagger, but
#       not  the  Cup;  these  shall  ye
#       teach at weekend seminars.
#    38. He must teach; but he may  make
#       wild the parties.
#    39.  The  word  of  the  In-Laws is
#       PASADENA.
#    40. Who  calls us  Pasadenites will
#       do no  wrong, if  he but  drives
#       through the city.  For there are
#       therein Three Grades: the Little
#       Old Lady, and the Techie and the
#       Man  of  Suburbia.    Possession
#       shall be nine tenths of the Law.
#    41. The Formula of Sin is  Opposite
#       over   Hypotenuse.      Oh  Man,
#       believe  not  thy  wife when she
#       says she has a headache!   There
#       must be fifty-six ways to  leave
#       thy  Lover!    There  is no bond
#       that can  unite the  divided but
#       Krazy     Glue;     accept    no
#       substitutes.   Darn them!   Darn
#       them anyway!  Ah, heck.
#    42.  Practice  bondage  in  groups;
#       thou  hast  the  right to remain
#       silent.
#    43.  Do  that,  and  await to speak
#       unto thy lawyer.
#    44.  For  the  word "unassuaged' is
#       every way mispronounced.
#    45. After all, nobody's Perfect.
#    46. The Key  to this Law  is really
#       nothing  special.    61 the Jews
#       call  it,  or  58  wholesale for
#       family.     I  call   it  eight,
#       twelve, three point one four  --
#       whatever I want to.  I am a God,
#       after all.
#    47. They have the half, and its the
#       good half,  too.   Pull yourself
#       together, and  tell them  to get
#       lost!
#    48. My Prophet looks out for Number
#       One, One, One.
#    49. We regret to announce that  all
#       ordeals, words,  and signs  have
#       been  canceled  due  to unstable
#       theological  conditions  in  the
#       East.  Let Asar be with Isa,  as
#       long as  they cause  no trouble.
#       I  don't   care;  it's   not  my
#       problem.
#    50. Here's a tip on how to run this
#       scam.  There are three cons  you
#       can  use.    The  gross shall be
#       burned,   the   fine   shall  be
#       soaked,  and  the  lofty  chosen
#       ones worked over.  Thus ye  have
#       plans  and  schemes,  and nobody
#       shall know what hit them!
#    51.  There  are  two  doors  to one
#       townhouse;  the  floor  of  that
#       townhouse has not been  vacuumed
#       for  months;  dirty  clothes and
#       stacks  of  old  newspapers  are
#       there, and the odor of cat food.
#       Let him  enter in  turn the  two
#       doors,  having  given  24  hours
#       advance notice to the tenants as
#       required by  Law.   Will he  not
#       sink?    Damn.  Aargh!    If thy
#       handyman  sink,  the  dry rot is
#       worse than I thought.  But there
#       are ways and  means.  Be  goodly
#       therefore,   or   betterly    if
#       possible:  go  to  parties;  eat
#       cream  puff  sundaes,  and drink
#       generic champagne and beers that
#       foam; play  strip poker  using a
#       Tarot  deck!  But  be  sure   to
#       invite Me.
#    52. If  the layout  be botched;  if
#       thou      neglectest       thine
#       proofreading, saying: Who  gives
#       a damn; or saying, Let's order a
#       pizza;  then  shall   Pa-Ra-Keet
#       smite  thee,  and  thy pepperoni
#       shall breed pestilence.
#    53. Believe me,  this will make  my
#       sister  feel  much  better.  But
#       remember, even though you  think
#       you're such hot stuff, it  shall
#       not help  thee in  Court.   Have
#       fun while you still can; Me too!
#       Me Too!
#    54.   Thou   shalt   be  graded  on
#       content, spelling and grammar.
#    55. Thy work shall serve as  Papyri
#       Ani.
#    56. Expect it not from the East  or
#       West,  but  watch  out  for  the
#       South.    Argh!   All reasonable
#       offers  are  accepted,  and  all
#       answers correct, save only  that
#       some are  stupider than  others;
#       solve  the  first  half  of  the
#       equation,  get  partial  credit.
#       But thou art still wholly in the
#       dark.
#    57.  Go  outside,  for  God's sake!
#       Love  in  the  raw,  love  under
#       water!    But  be careful; there
#       are love and love.  There is the
#       dove,  and  there  is  a  can of
#       whipped cream,  a great  deal of
#       rope, and  a cooperative  sheep.
#       Choose ye well!   He, my  toady,
#       has  chosen,  knowing  the House
#       Rules,   which   are  admittedly
#       confusing.  The galley proofs of
#       my book look okay, but    is not
#       the   Star;   I   think  it's  a
#       squashed bug.   Leave it in;  it
#       will keep people guessing.
#    58.  I  give  unusual;  punctuation
#       while, in life, upon death: full
#       stops.   Not commas,  nor   do I
#       demand proofreading      59.  My
#       incense is of  Chanel No. 5  and
#       tapioca;   and   there   are  no
#       preservatives  therein,  because
#       the   Washington   Monument   is
#       exactly 555 feet tall.
#    60. I  can count  to 11,  more than
#       most of those  who are with  us.
#       The  White  Five  Pointed  Star,
#       with a  "T" in  the middle,  and
#       the  "T"  is  red.   My color is
#       black  and  white  in  the basic
#       configuration,  but  red,  green
#       and blue are  seen of those  who
#       buy    the    graphics   display
#       adapter.    Also  I  have a high
#       resolution option  for them  who
#       pay through the nose.
#    61. But to love  me is to know  me;
#       if, under the night stars in the
#       desert, thou presently  freezeth
#       thy ass off before me,  invoking
#       me out of pure desperation, thou
#       shalt come a little to lie in  a
#       poorly  insulated  sleeping bag.
#       For  one  bonfire  wilt  thou be
#       willing to  give all;  but whoso
#       ignites one  juniper twig  shall
#       be  arrested  by  Park   Rangers
#       within an hour.  Ye shall gather
#       junk  food  and  suntan  oil; ye
#       shall  wear  dark  glasses,   ye
#       shall wish ye were at the beach.
#       I charge  you earnestly  to come
#       before     me     carrying     a
#       ridiculously   heavy   backpack.
#       Pale  or  puce,  Libertarian  or
#       libertine, I who am without good
#       taste desire  you.   Put on  the
#       wings, and you'll look just like
#       a chicken!
#    62. Every  time I  see you  I shall
#       whine   "Me   too!   Me   Too!",
#       reminding thee  strongly of  thy
#       little  sister,  and  thy  heart
#       shall burn with annoyance.
#    63. Sing the rapturous love song to
#       me, or at  least hum a  few bars
#       of "Aleister's Restaurant":
#
#       You can  do anything  thou wilt,
#       at Aleister's Restaurant;
#       You can  do anything  thou wilt,
#       at Aleister's Restaurant;
#       Just drop by, we're in Cefalu,
#       Later on today we'll have a Mass
#       for Nu;
#       You can  do anything  thou wilt,
#       at Aleister's Restaurant.
#
#    64. I  am an  airhead who  uses too
#       much makeup in the evening.
#    65. Me Too!  Me Too!
#    66. The Manipulation of a Nut is at
#       an end.   Tune  in tomorrow  for
#       more  excitement  --  same  BAPH
#       time, same BAPH channeling.
#
##

#             Liber Call Me AL
#               vel vel, now.
#            sub figura skating
#
#         "The Book of the In-Laws"
#
#    1. New and improved!  The filet  of
#       Haddock.
#    2. Oh  come,  all  ye faithful, and
#       Jim shall spill all the  secrets
#       which  have  not  been  revealed
#       already.  I, Christopher  Robin,
#       am  the  complement  of Pooh, my
#       bear. He is hungry, and he lives
#       under the name of Sanders.
#    3. I  am   always  the   center  of
#       attention, which makes my wife a
#       bit edgy.
#    4. Yet it is  she who gets  invited
#       to the best parties.
#    5. Yuck!    These  old  rituals are
#       filthy!  Let the nasty ones  get
#       lost;   let   the   good    take
#       laxatives.  Then we'll talk.
#    6. I am heartburn and sunstroke.  I
#       am  Life,  and  I  gave  at  the
#       office,  yet  I  am  expert   in
#       Grateful Dead trivia.
#    7. I am The Omen and The  Exorcist.
#       I am the fly in the ointment and
#       the lime in the coconut.   "Come
#       unto me" is a foolish word,  for
#       I do not make house calls.
#    8. Who  worshipped  Har-Po-Marx has
#       worshipped  me;  badly,  for   I
#       prefer Chico.
#    9. Remember that  existence is  one
#       long party; that hangovers  pass
#       and are  done, but  liver damage
#       remains.
#    10. O boy, I can see you had enough
#       of this yesterday.
#    11. I see you hate the hand and the
#       pen, but  I could  not afford  a
#       word processor.
#    12. Because we are both broke.
#    13.  for  why?  Because thou failed
#       grammar, and me.
#    14.  Also,  we  couldn't  pay   the
#       electric bill.
#    15.  For  I  am  just  the greatest
#       thing, and my number is nine one
#       one to the  fools, but with  the
#       "in" crowd I  am eight, and  one
#       eight, and four out of five, and
#       two for  one.   Which is  really
#       critical, only I forgot why.   I
#       didn't  draw  to  my   Jack-high
#       straight.
#    16. I am a priest in drag.  Oh, and
#       I can count to eleven, just like
#       my wife.
#    17. Hear me, ye people of sighing
#       Whose next  three paychecks  are
#       all spent;
#       Now is the time to start  crying
#       --
#       The Landlord just increased your
#       rent!
#    18. They are better off dead, these
#       worthless  bums.     they   will
#       hardly feel a  thing.  We  don't
#       care  --  we're  on  the winning
#       team.
#    19.  Is  God  to  walk a dog? Woof!
#       But Pig enumerates to 93.
#    20.  Beauty  and  fashion,   Malibu
#       condos and  fast cars,  coke and
#       cognac are of us.
#    21. We have  nothing with the  scum
#       and  the  rabble.    Refuse them
#       spare change!  Kick them in  the
#       ribs!    Spit  on  them!   Gouge
#       their eyes out!  Drop napalm  on
#       their  foul,  stinking   streets
#       full of  cheap wine  bottles and
#       shopping carts and -- excuse me,
#       I got carried away.  If the body
#       of the King dissolve, the Palace
#       probably  needs   a  new   water
#       softener.  Nuts!  Haddocks!  Pa-
#       Ra-Keets!    UV  lamps, steroids
#       and   contact   lenses,    track
#       lighting!   I ask  you, is  this
#       any way to run a pantheon?  Then
#       again, what can you expect  from
#       a bunch of nocturnal snakes?
#    22. I am the Worm that lieth in the
#       bottom  of  the  tequila  bottle
#       which     fills     men     with
#       drunkenness.   For a  good time,
#       buy   strange   drugs   from  my
#       distributor and trip  thereupon.
#       The brain damage will barely  be
#       noticeable.  Just say "Nu!"  The
#       exposure  of  innocence  is fun.
#       Be a manly,  lusty Man; you  can
#       explain it all to God later.
#    23. I am alone.   There is no  God.
#       Where am I?
#    24. But  ye, o  my people,  rise up
#       and -- Shut  up, o deacon;  I am
#       not there yet.  This is just one
#       of many  Grave Mysteries  I plan
#       to  hint   about  without   ever
#       actually  telling  you anything.
#       For example, it  is said, or  so
#       some say,  that there  are those
#       of  my  people  who are hermits.
#       Now,  think  not  to  find  them
#       milking goats in the West County
#       of Ireland, or even standing  in
#       wheatfields    holding    cubist
#       lanterns  along  the  Tiphareth-
#       Chesed Freeway, but at  cocktail
#       parties, and in the Tokyo subway
#       system.    How  is  it, you ask,
#       that  such  people  are   deemed
#       Hermits? Chalk up another  Grave
#       Mystery.    Remember:  Kill  the
#       wretched,  and  the  weak,   the
#       struggling masses yearning to be
#       free!    Burn  their homes, plow
#       their fields with salt,  enslave
#       them, oppress them -- oh my, I'm
#       sorry,  I  seem  to  have gotten
#       carried  away  again.   I really
#       will  try  to  keep  a lid on it
#       from now on.  Promise.
#    25. It's us against them, boy,  and
#       I say we call in the nukes!  The
#       hell with what I just  promised!
#       I  hate  them!    I  hate  them!
#       Aaaargh!
#    26.  I  am  the  train  entering  a
#       tunnel, and the hot dog  chasing
#       a donut.  If I lift up my  head,
#       and  shoot  forth  venom, I will
#       have to wash  the sheets in  the
#       morning.
#    27. There is danger in this  verse,
#       for whoso  does not  give it  to
#       his  editor  shall  make a great
#       mess.  He shall stumble into the
#       pit  called  Writers  Block, and
#       there he  shall reason  with the
#       Xaos.
#    28.  Now,  damn  Because,  and  the
#       horse he rode in on!
#    29. Just who the Hell does  Because
#       think he is, anyway?
#    30. If  Will stops  and cries  Why,
#       fire him.
#    31.  If  Power  asks  Why,  tell it
#       whatever it wants to hear.
#    32.  Reason  won't  work either, at
#       least not for you.
#    33.  Enough  Because,  already!   I
#       don't even like his dog!
#    34. (What has he got against  dogs,
#       anyway?  Is  it  my  turn,  now?
#       Okay...*ahem*)  But  ye,  o   my
#       people,  rise  up  and   restore
#       circulation to your arms!
#    35.  Let  the  rituals be performed
#       with latex and farm animals!
#    36. There  are parties  every other
#       Tuesday at Bagh-i-muattar Camp.
#    37. A feast for the first night  of
#       Pernod over ice!
#    38. A feast for each of the ninety-
#       four days of the writing on  the
#       Book of the In-Laws.
#    39. A  feast for  Alexia, child  of
#       1.75 Masters  -- Ptah-Sekhet,  O
#       profit!
#    40.   Practices   for    initiation
#       rituals, and  practices for  the
#       Equinox so we  can piss off  the
#       A... A... types again.
#    41.  A  feast  after  class,  and a
#       feast  on  payday;  a  feast for
#       life,  and  a  sudden  loss   of
#       appetite following death.
#    42. A  feast every  day with  me so
#       you can get heartburn.
#    43.  A  feast  every  night with my
#       wife so you can get spacey.
#    44. Yeah!   Party  hardy, bro,  and
#       fear not hangovers at all.
#    45. There  is death  for the  dogs,
#       but  only  if  a Czechoslovakian
#       restaurant    opens    in   your
#       neighborhood.
#    46.  Doest  thou  fall?    Art thou
#       hurt?      Call   Work    Injury
#       Resources at (213) 466-1058.
#    47. Where am I?  What are these?
#    48. Pity not  the fallen!   (What a
#       great idea for a song  title...)
#       they are not my problem!  I hate
#       them,  hate  them,  hate   them!
#       Torture them, destroy them, burn
#       them,!   Rip their  throats open
#       with dull knives, and -- whoops,
#       there I go again.
#    49.  I  am  Haddock,  hear me roar,
#       while I kill and maim the  poor;
#       they knew that I would get  them
#       in the end.  (This is one of the
#       nine to  five; after  work there
#       is  happy  hour,  wherein  I  am
#       three sheets to the wind.)
#    50.  Green  am  I,  and pink in the
#       weave of my  shirt, yet the  red
#       lines are  in my  eyes, and  the
#       purple shadows under them.
#    51. I mean really purple; it is the
#       light high  as a  mountain, tall
#       as a tree.  My toadie shall call
#       this   light   "infrared,"  thus
#       establishing his credentials  to
#       create  a  system  of scientific
#       illuminism.
#    52. There is  some veal; that  veal
#       is black.   It  is the  veal you
#       bought for  dinner three  months
#       ago; it is  the veal that  still
#       lieth  in   the  back   of  your
#       refrigerator.   Throw away  this
#       fuzzy specimen of mycology!   Do
#       this,  and  I  shall reward thee
#       with  freedom  from  severe food
#       poisoning.
#    53.  Don't  worry,  kid,  you won't
#       regret writing  this thing.  You
#       are  perfectly  OK,  I swear it,
#       and any minor discomfort you may
#       feel  is  only  temporary,   and
#       probably   just    psychosomatic
#       anyway.
#    54.  So  your  family,  loved ones,
#       friends,   and   everyone   else
#       you've   ever   respected  think
#       you've  gone  off  the deep end?
#       Big deal!  You know who you  can
#       trust, right? The stops as  thou
#       wilt; the  yields as  prescribed
#       by state law.
#    55.  Thou  shalt  learn  the entire
#       English  Alphabet;  thou   shalt
#       learn    to    construct   words
#       therefrom.
#    56.  Laugh  while  you  still  can,
#       mockers!  They laughed at me  at
#       the University,  but now,  now I
#       will show them! Ahahaha!
#    57. He that  is righteous shall  be
#       righteous  still,  he  that   is
#       filthy shall take a bath.
#    58. Don't  go changing,  to try  to
#       please me, I  love you just  the
#       way you are.   Perhaps that  bum
#       is a  King who  likes cheap  red
#       wine.    A  King  can choose his
#       refreshment  as  he  will;   the
#       rabble  cannot  hide  their poor
#       taste.
#    59. Kill them all, and let Me  sort
#       them out!
#    60. Strike low, strike often;  kick
#       them when they're down, so  they
#       won't get up again!
#    61. There is  a light before  thine
#       eyes,  a  light  undesired, most
#       annoying.  Buy  a new shade  for
#       your desk lamp.
#    62. Your chest hurts, and the  roof
#       is leaking.
#    63. Just breathing is an effort.
#    64. Oh!   You let your  guard down,
#       we have you now: hail, hail, the
#       gang's  all  here:  prophet of a
#       Nut! prophet of the Odd! Prophet
#       of Bar-B-Que!  Now rejoice,  and
#       party, and write trashy novels!
#    65. I am the Master; you will  obey
#       me.
#    66.  Write   and  work,   and  find
#       ecstasy  in  bed!    Thrill with
#       victory and  agonize in  defeat!
#       Those who  see your  death shall
#       be glad -- doesn't that make you
#       feel just great?  I love you  so
#       much  I  think  I'll  kill  you.
#       Cheer  up!    We're  all in this
#       together.
#    67.  Hold!    A  little more to the
#       left!    Keep  it  up!   Oh, for
#       God's sake, don't pass out now!
#    68.  Harder!    Faster!    Oh!  Oh!
#       OH!!!
#    69. Whew!   What do I  feel?  Am  I
#       exhausted?  Not with this  verse
#       number, I'm not.
#    70.  There  are  other  ways,  too.
#       Wisdom says: be rich! Then canst
#       thou     afford     more    joy.
#       Recrystallize  thy  rapture.  If
#       thou drink, don't drive, if thou
#       love,  do.    If  thou  do aught
#       joyous,  don't  get  caught, and
#       destroy all evidence.
#    71. But go for the gusto!
#    72. Grab more and more!  Live fast,
#       die young, leave a  good-looking
#       corpse.
#    73. Ah!  Ah!  Death!  Death!  Thou!
#       Thou!  Shalt!  Shalt! Long!   --
#       excuse me, I got stuck.  Anyway,
#       forget death.
#    74.  Absence  makes  the Heart grow
#       fonder.  He  who lives long  and
#       desires death much is  obviously
#       not very good at suicide.
#    75. Aha!  Listen to the Secret Code
#       Message:
#    76. 20-N-Z  6-B-17-M  3-M-2-N-3-M-3
#       16-6-C-15   18-14-N-11-5.   What
#       the Hell  does that  mean?   You
#       won't figure it out, that's  for
#       sure.  Ten cometh after me; they
#       shall read  it, and  weep.   But

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