Wednesday February 14, 2007
Book 8: The Sharp End of the Stick — Part V: Dropping The Other Shoe


Kevyn: Elf, with the shuttle gone, the only ride left is mine.
Elf: The tank you flew over in? Doesn't it seat two? There are seven of us still in need of extraction.
Kevyn: Yeah, but Ennesby is just a head and Schlock can squeeze into the gaps.
Elf: And Brad is the size of a house.
Kevyn: So it'll be a little cozy.
Elf: A house for elephants.