Sunday May 10, 2009
Book 11: Massively Parallel — Part II: Barsoom Circus Command


Narrator: Kelrik Station, in the commons room at the electric sliding eohippus. . .
Trenchcoat Monobrow: In space, no-one can hear you scream.
Schlock: In the dark, no one can tell of you're wearing pants.
Narrator: Kerchak's calls are still six hundred and fifty hours away.
Trenchcoat Monobrow: The lights are dim, and I see but one pair of pants between us.
Schlock: Hey guys! I found our contact!