Tuesday May 27, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Part I: Wet Feet

Transcript

Ebbirnoth:Platoon, Ten-HUT!
Ebbirnoth:We're here to secure, and also to intimidate. Don't foul that up by laughing at Sergeant Schlock's accidental aerobatics.
Ebbirnoth:As far as the spectators are concerned, this is the way we always disembark.
Nick:Ebby, sir. . . as far as Schlock's concerned, this is the way we always disembark.
Grunt:*snerk*
Ebbirnoth:No laughing! And so help me, if you make me giggle, every titter is coming out of your pay.