Thursday August 17, 2000
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
Diplomatic Pouch of Doom


Brad:I don't feel good about this, sir.
Tagon:Take it easy, soldier. We just march in, collect our pay, and march out.
Brad:But they confiscated our weapons at the entrance.
Tagon:We'll be fine. Relax.
Brad:Schlock, you tell him. We could get killed going in there unarmed.
Tagon:He can't talk right now. He's got a mouthful of concealed weapons.