NARRATOR: And so each day dragged by, like a dogsled through a cornfield.
ENNESBY: We've got a hypernet feed now. I've anonymized it through one node of the Very Dangerous Array.
NARRATOR: Weeks passed in turn, like the salt shaker at Sunday dinner.
SCHLOCK: I'm Bored. Bored, bored, bored, Boredyboredy-Mcbored."
KEVYN: Then learn some new words for "bored" instead of making them up, Sergeant.
NARRATOR: The Toughs killed time like Samson killed Philistines, and with very nearly as much jawbone-of-ass.
(unknown): Woo-hoo! The signal's down again!
KEVYN: I just wish we could see who we're blowing up.
SCHLOCK: erminable, interminable. Termini-termini-termini-termini-termini-bull-bull-bull-bull-bull
KEVYN: *shouting over Schlock* Okay, who taught the Sergeant to mutter the word "interminable?"
NARRATOR: The Narrator burned through metaphors like an arsonist burning, you know, stuff that burns.