Tuesday October 2, 2007
Book 9: The Body Politic — Part III: Schlocktober Fest 2007


Doctor Bunnigus: Look, it doesn't matter what it's called. I dreamed you were doing a mumbo-jumbo to get rid of a ghost. Xinchub's ghost.
Doctor Bunnigus: Only it didn't work, because there were thousands of ghosts. . . The ghosts of everybody he ever killed.
They called themselves Legion.
Reverend Theo: That's a pretty creepy dream, alright.
Doctor Bunnigus: You said something about "chicken-bone" right at the end.
Reverend Theo: You had about six too many hot wings at dinner.