Monday 9 October 2006

Captain Tagon: First day back on the job and you start a food fight. Nice.

Kevyn: You could have stopped it, rather than breaking out the cans of whipped cream.

Captain Tagon: It's okay, Kevyn. Everybody had a good time. Even Elf - she looked pretty comfortable covered in whipped cream.

Kevyn: As officers in her command chain, we probably shouldn't be entertaining that thought.

Captain Tagon: Okay, Schlock looked even more comfortable covered in the stuff.

Kevyn: That's overkill. I'm shooting for "Don't think about Elf." and you're taking us all the way to "I need to gouge out my eyes."

Captain Tagon: There is no overkill, there is only. . .

Kevyn: Think of my eyes, sir. My poor eyes.