"Crichton!"
"Uh, yeah?"
"Save me. Now."
"..."
"Wipe that look off your face, I'm serious."
"I ... it's just I imagined you saying it, but
actually hearing you ..."
"Do you value your reproductive organs?"
"Nothing like a reality check. What's the
problem?"
"That human! The Lister!"
"Dave? C'mon, he's a great guy."
"Simply because he let you have access to his
ship's supply of alcohol?"
"Human 101; any guy who gives you free access to
300 gallons of lager automatically gives him first refusal to be your best
man."
"Sebatian 102; any ... thing that insists
on impressing me by belching 'Yankie Diddles Dandy' ..."
"Doodle."
"Yankie Diddles Doodle Dandy. He is a menace.
Lister has recently activated some kind of biological weapon called a 'mutton
vindaloo' ..."
"I'll talk to him ... downwind ..."
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