Thursday March 27, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Prologue: Drydock


Para Ventura:Hey, am I too late to sign up?
Thurl:This isn't the line for "Squeakiho Idaho" concert tickets, we're a mercenary company.
Para Ventura:I got that. The line full of big, thick-necked goons was a dead giveaway. I want in.
Thurl:does your mother know you're here?
Para Ventura:Do your great-grandchildren know you're here?