Tuesday February 20, 2001
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness — Bombs Ahoy


Tagon: Mister Reynstein, How would you like to work in the private sector?
Massey: For you? In a company full of armed mercenaries? Two words: No way.
Massey: Since meeting you I've nearly been killed twice! I've been dropped out of a tall building, and nearly bombed into oblivion, not to mention insulted, soiled, and really, really frightened. The Partnership has already black-balled me, and likely has me targeted for assassination, or maybe disbarment.
Massey: I'm not looking for employment right now. . . I'm looking for a restraining order, and a few really good bodyguards.
Tagon: I've got two words for you: Armed Mercenaries.
Schlock: Yeah, the 401k is great, but be sure to go with HMO plan B, and check all the electives.