Monday July 17, 2000
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
Meet The Mercenaries


Tagon:Well, we seem to be safe for now, but we need those systems back online.
Thurl:I'm sorry, but this virus is incredibly sophisticated, Captain.
Ennesby:> And I have discriminating tastes, too.
Thurl:I've tried every software trick I know, and can't clean it out.
Kevyn:Thurl, it's only a software problem.
Thurl:That's like saying a supernova is only a hot gas problem, Kevyn.
>Well put, Chubs.
>You and me will get along just fine.
Kevyn:My point is that you've been using the wrong tools. Let me take it from here. . .
> What's he holding?
> I've got a bad feeling about this.