Monday July 29, 2002
Kevyn:Well, Petey? What do the numbers look like?
Petey:Look like? Are you asking for a metaphor?
Petey:They look like a pack of volves taking down a neanderthal family.
Petey:They look like an epitaph that will never be carved on a tombstone, because the whole outpost was slaughtered by hungry aboriginies, who did not even have the good graces to smoke the meat before eating it.
Petey:They look like a blind date with a
Kevyn:If this blind date is worse than cannibalism, I think we can just leave off by telling the captain that the numbers are really bad.