Sunday November 9, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part IV: Fuller's Soap
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Southie Leader: It's their blob! He's the worst of the lot!
Schlock: That's right. Drop all your weapons, everybody, or once I finish pulling my plasgun through this hole, I'll use it.
Southie Grunt: Hah! You won't get the chance!
Southie Leader: Wait! Set that for impact before you. . .
Southie Leader: . . . throw it.
SFX: PONG
SFX: pong
SFX: VOOMF
SFX: FOOOOMP
ELF: Are you okay? What happened?
Schlock: They committed suicide when they saw me coming.