Saturday 31 May 2008

EBBIRNOTH: Captain Tagon, sir. Northport Central is secure. Dock One is yours for the taking.

Sergeant Schlock gave an impromptu plasma-powered flight demonstration, and the irregulars ran off.

TAGON: Nice work, Lieutenant. That's what Sergeants are for. How do those tabs feel?

EBBIRNOTH: They float, sir. I can't feel them at all. I guess that means they feel fine.

SCHLOCK: Sorry. Did I screw up our big entrance?

EBBIRNOTH: Yes. But then you screwed it back down, so we're okay.