Wednesday October 1, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part III: Schlocktoberfest 2008 - A Wrinkle in Time


Captain Tagon: Good morning. What did I sleep through?
Thurl: No, wait. . . He just walked in.
Thurl: It's for you.
Captain Tagon: Who is. . .
Captain Tagon: It?
Captain Tagon: Dad?
General Tagon: Happy forty-ninth birthday, son. A mutual friend said it's high time you and me patched things up.
General Tagon: Now. . . When are you gonna quit prancing around in armored underwear and settle down? I want grandchildren.