Friday July 4, 2003
Book 3: Under New Management
Part III: Board of Accidental Tourism


Legs:Okay, so the giant flower grabbed our plasgun. It's gotta be a reflex.
Legs:There's no way it can disengage the safety, prime the chamber, and fire the thing.
Legs:Well, at least it doesn't aim very well.
Shep:I dunno. My pants feel all warm right now.