Saturday December 22, 2007
Transcript
Kevyn:Pi, that is somebody else's ship, stuck in ours.
Pibald:A fine piece of piloting, says me.
Kevyn:Yeah? Well what do you say about our air leaking out?
Pibald:I'm Batman, and I can breathe in space.
Kevyn:Your trysts with sanity are brief, and leave you unchanged.
Pibald:I'm not ready to settle down, and she says she's allergic to my comic-book collection.


