Friday October 17, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part III: Schlocktoberfest 2008 - A Wrinkle in Time


Captain Tagon: Okay, fine. Thanks, Dad. I'm sorry I turned out too much like you to make you happy, but not enough like you to make you proud. Gotta go, work to do, buh-bye.
Captain Tagon: Where do we stand on the wrecks, TAG? More targets for me to vent my frustrations at?
TAG: The last two derelicts are out. I've slung them around in collision courses with each other. You can shoot them, or watch them crash, or both.
Captain Tagon: You love me. You really love me.
TAG: Happy Birthday, sir.