Sunday July 6, 2003

Book 3: Under New Management
Part III: Board of Accidental Tourism


Narrator:Sergeant Schlock has just been vomited out of a 'carniflower' bent on digesting him.
Schlock:(thinking) Hey... that's my plasma cannon.
Narrator:His metabolism is seething with the amorph equivalent of adrenaline.
Narrator:He has always been a man (er, blob) of action... Now he's turbo-charged.
Nick:Nice shootin' Sarge.
Legs:Shall I get you a spatula?