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Today, we have a special interview.

Do you smell what the Bip is cooking?

Q: I hear you have midterms, Bip.

A: Alright, this is the way it goes.  There's a coupla midterms that
think they can come in here and take away the Bip's time to write the
Bip Report.  Well there's no one, and I mean no one, that can take the
People's writer away from the People's report.  If these midterms
would just know their damn roles, and stay outta the Bip's way, then
everything'd be fine.  But as it turns out, it looks like the Bip is
gonna have to lay the smack down, in a serious way.  And when the
People's writer goes to class, and raises the People's eyebrow, and
drops the People's elbow on those two jabronies, there will be no
choice but for the profs to raise the People's writer's arm, and gimme
the People's A.

Q: Bip, i hear that today you spent the ENTIRE day studying for these
midterms.  Making this the most socially dead day in your life,
especially when viewed in juxtaposition to Carey and Greg, who have
gone to UCLA, Ward, who has also gone to LA, and Gayna, who has gone
to Stanford.  It seems you're the only person still around.  Even Fang
is at USC.

A: What the hell are you talking about?  The Bip might have spent all
day studying, but he's still ready to lay the smack down, on anyone
that gets in his way.  The People's writer is just getting ready for
those two midterms.  And when he gets in there, those two chumps are
gonna hit rock bottom, if ya smell what I'm cooking.

Q: How are the studying conditions?

A: Well the Bip knows that it takes a lot of time and work to become
the mental specimen that I am.  But there are things that even the Bip
can't handle.

Q: Such as?

A: Well there was a damn drugged up jabrony outside yelling while the
Bip was trying to study.  It didn't take long before the Bip knew it
was time to give him a taste of the People's writer.

Q: A jabrony?

A: Well, he was a bum.  And the fool wasn't even speaking english half
the time.  He kept on saying S---, F---, and some nonense the Bip
couldn't even understand.

Q: So you don't like these bums?

A: Well the Bip feels this way.  So long as they know their damn role,
and stay of the freshly cleaned sidewalks of the Bip's palacial dorm,
everything would be fine.  But when that jabrony started yelling at
the top of his damn lungs about nothing at all, the Bip knew it was
time to lay the smack down.

Q: Did you?

A: Er...no.

Q: Well Bip, thanks for the interview.  Good luck with the midterms!

Okay, there's something else I'd like to address.  If anyone out there
wants to send me a 1600K foward about the history, and uses of the
word F---, do not send it to this address. I have a 3MB limit on this
account.  So if you have a giant file to send, send it to
[email protected]
that way it will only fill up my hard drive.
Okay, that's all.  Remember, no Bip Report on the 12th and 13th.
BIP

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