Saturday October 28, 2006
Narrator:Three hours later. . .
Kevyn:It's no use. I can't cook, so there's no way I'm going to be able to teach the fabber how to cook.
Elf:Oh, I don't know. You got it to push out that salty protein paste.
Kevyn:Somehow I think there's more to "cooking" than "extruding edible hydrocarbons."
Kevyn:I think we'll have to settle for "buy" instead of "make."
Kevyn:Does it count as "buying you dinner" if I coerce the company chef into making something special for us?
Elf:Make him print up a menu with the price of your bribe on it.