Tuesday January 29, 2002
Schlock:Let my friends go. Now.
Chuck the Amorph:Heh. Guns don't hurt us.
Schlock:You don't get out much, do you?See, I've traveled the galaxy, and they sell guns out there that would amaze and astound you.
Chuck the Amorph:Oh really.
Schlock:Of course, by 'amaze' I mean 'maim,' and by 'astound' I mean 'render you indistinguishable from the remains of the ground you were standing on.'