Monday August 30, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part V: Many Hands Make Light Work


Tagon: This is good news. We lost the fabber, but we've got a much more powerful ship now.
Petey: Excuse me? This is my ship.
Polysyllabic Designa:
Tagon: But I thought... I mean, we were friends, and my orders pretty much saved you, and you used to be our ship ...
Petey: And then I built an entire navy starting with one minitank BY MYSELF.
Petey: And let's not forget that I just saved YOU.
Tagon: Would you settle for giving away a decent fabber?
Tagon: I seem to remember you vaporizing the one we just bought.