Saturday May 24, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part I: Wet Feet


Narrator: Aboard Troop Transport Onesy, launching from the Touch-And-Go.
Ebbirnoth: Look sharp, and look tough. Your weapons ain't just for show, but they do need to show.
Nick: What about TAG, an' the tanks? They've got bigger, scarier guns than us. Shouldn't they be doin' the showin' off?
Ebbirnoth: They will be, but not everybody is smart enough to know that a weapon the size of a house is actually a weapon.
Nick: I'm smart enough to know that.
Ebbirnoth: Good point. But I don't want to get shot just because I didn't believe anyone could be dumber than you.