Friday August 18, 2006
Book 8: The Sharp End of the Stick
Part I: Jeopardy


Kevyn:I think I hear them coming.
Schlock:Only now? Your head must be full of cotton-candy.
Schlock:The wind shifted. I can smell them now, too.
Schlock:They smell like they eat meat, you know.
Kevyn:How about some good news, Sergeant?
Schlock:I'm not made of meat.