"Never play with your butt-plug" Nathaniel's

"Never play with your butt-plug" Nathaniel's father had told him when he was small - and he'd always heeded the advice. Until one day, curiosity gaining the upper hand, he pulled t

-the plug in the middle of school. Noxious fumes began to radiate uncontrollably, unfortunately for Nathaniel's classmates. The principal sent him home for his father to deal with.

Nate's father Ned couldn't fix the plug either, but he was determined to put a stop to it somehow. So he called and asked Dr. Lufhertz to stop by and probe the matter.

Dr. Lufthertz came in through the back. "What's this about a broken plug?" Nate's Farther Ned made a fist and said, "Damn it doc. Damn it all to hell."

Dr. Lufthertz said, "Farther Ned, if you stay way over there, I won't be able to help you." Farther Ned put a bucket on a skateboard, shoved it over to the Dr. and told him

"I'm not coming out until it is safe. I have to be sure you aren't one of them, use the bucket to give me all of your

identification papers & then slide the bucket slow...I SAID S-L-O-W-L-Y towards me. Do not make any superfluous moves while I inspect your credentials!!" First thing I noticed was

that she seemed to be drooling at the sight of the bucket. Poor girl - it must've been ages since she last got off. "Look, Miss...uh..." She glared at me. "Esidan. Marian Esidan."

But names are meaningless in this new dog-eat-dog cyber world anyways. I slammed the bucket over the top of her head and flipped the switch. She would be assimilated, just like all

good little girls with strawberry curls. In this new world conformity and homogeneity were all that mattered. The cyber lord smiled smugly and moved on to the brunette.