Tuesday August 8, 2000
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
Diplomatic Pouch of Doom


Tagon:I sent Brad and Schlock out with the shuttle to deliver the ambassador.
Breya:I feel much safer now that he's not a walking bomb anymore.
Breya:Did the doctor ever find the ambassador's arm?
Tagon:No, he didn't. It's probably lying around in a lab somewhere.
Tagon:You don't think his arm is still a live explosive, do you?
Breya:Shall we continue this conversation in an escape pod?
Der Trihs:Wow, a whole hypernet site devoted to rude gestures!
Ennesby:And I even have a spare arm to play with so you don't have to get yours dirty.