Saturday October 13, 2007
Book 9: The Body Politic — Part III: Schlocktober Fest 2007


Doctor Bunnigus: Kevyn, I'm serious. I think my subconscious may know something we don't.
Kevyn: Doc, we've been over the containment system very carefully. Nothing is getting in or out unless we want it to. You have nothing to be afraid o-
Norwest: HISSS spit
Kevyn: . . . afraid of. Except maybe my cat.
Doctor Bunnigus: That's not a cat. It's a furry munition.
Narrator: Hey, what's a good horror flick without the "it's just the cat" bit?