Tuesday November 28, 2000
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
The Shopping Trip


Breya:Tagon, I'm sorry I hit you, but this really was the last straw.
Breya:First, you impulsively enlisted our doctor based on cup-size, then you saddled us with a reverend based on the fact that he was the only applicant, and then you... you.. hormonally selected this ogle-magnet for my armor.
Breya:Anyway, I'm sorry I hit you, but it wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for your poor implse control.
Tagon:Can I say something here about irony, or pots and kettles perhaps?
Breya:Not unless you want me to hit you again.
Bunni:"Cup size?"