Wednesday January 3, 2001
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness — Bureaucracy Bountiful


Massey: Soldier, I need to speak to your commanding officer, ASAP.
Nick: Sure, Mister Reynstein. Right this way.
Nick: Captain Tagon, this is Mister Reynstein, the pubic defender.
Massey: That's "public." With an "L."
Tagon: Pubic, public... Whatever. It doesn't matter. I still don't like you.
Massey: But you just met me!
Tagon: I figure this will save me some time later.
Massey: Oh, so it's going to be bad lawyer jokes is it? I ought to just let the Collective have you for breakfast.