Sh*t! It’s The Bishof!

Date: Thu, 17 Dec 1998 14:34:00 -0800 From: "Mark McFadden@warnerbros.com" Reply-To: Delta Green List To: deltagreen@nocturne.org Subject: DG: S**t! It's the Bishof! [Black.] [Extreme close-ups of a series of video images. The Rodney King riots. Reginald Denny being pulled from his tr
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Dispelling the Rumors

By Mark McFadden, (c) 2000 In a message dated 4/16/00 1:29:31 PM Pacific Daylight Time, john.thomas.flaybum@britnet.com writes: << Well, research boffins in the UK recently proved that hands-free headsets are actually worse for you. Apparently they treat your whole body to a toa
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Tip of the Day

By Mark McFadden, (c) 2000 In a message dated 3/26/00 1:48:16 PM Eastern Standard Time, stugats666@thenetwork.org writes: << You disrespect my spelling again you mook and I will kill you dead. I will kill your fucking wife your fucking ugly kids your dog your gpldfish. I will ki
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Forrest Lawn

By Mark McFadden, (c) 1999 [Exterior. Night] Credits appear during the following sequence. We see an overcast night sky, the moon coyly peeking through ribbons of cloud. The POV pans down to an empty, poorly lit warehouse district. The POV comes to rest on a SECRETIVE MAN in an inexpe
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The Producer

By Mark McFadden, (c) 1999 Tonight we’re going to party like it’s 1999 The party was strictly low rent, hiatus and wannabe. The 70’s were shambling like some rough bell-bottomed beast towards fashion to be reborn. Outside, the surf cheered in waves, like the mob at a
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Callahan’s Endtimes Saloon

By Mark McFadden, (c) 1999 I watched helplessly as Nicholas and Niobe entered the lawyer’s office. Nicholas was scrubbed and collegiate; our Niobe was all rosy to be in the field. Her IRS credentials and CPA training were going to be more useful in the interview than my skill se
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Doing Lunch

Mark McFadden, (c) 2000 *Ssth(whistle), one of THEM. Oh man.
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My Dinner With Andrea

By Mark McFadden When your dog gets eaten, don’t get mad–get on the radio.
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