Sunday January 4, 2009
Narrator:Aboard the Touch-And-Go. . .
Schlock:There was a mob, and the mob had a bomb. We tried to stop them, but we were too late.
Schlock:The building is on fire now. We do not, repeat do NOT have it under control. Doesn't this place have firemen? Haven't seen any.
Schlock:Elf went to get water, or find a fireplug. The rest of us are trying to cut a firebreak but it isn't wor=
Ennesby:Schlock? Come in!
Ennesby:No Earth-shattering kaboom. I'll take that as a good sign.
Narrator:Meanwhile, at the stationwaist. . .
Nick:Sarge! Somebody's shootin' at us!
Schlock:I know! They just sniped my comm!
Schlock:Ah-HAH! You again!
Schlock:Shooting around corners would be a lot more fun if I expected to live long enough to turn the story into free beer.