THAT'S IT, IT'S FUCKING ON

[The Good Reverend Roger]

General Stuart has made it perfectly clear that I am not to go to the Monastery for shelter because he thinks Herbert is going to try to rape me in my sleep or something.

WTF?  You'd break that pretty boy in half, without even waking up.

[Richter]

huh. 

I have a grinder now, a simple hand driven contrivance or auger and blade, and it sucks in meat like an industrial accident.  It just LOOKS like the kind of faded chrome apperture that makes problems go away, and renders tasty vittles out of them. 

Yoinked for future quotation. Holy shit.

Dad has a habit of finding weird old stuff at yard sales, junk shops, or roadsides.  We're never quite sure which, but he never pays more than $1.  Those that get the "you must be crazy" glance from Mom often get passed off to me for proving trials or ejection.   

[Suu]

General Stuart has made it perfectly clear that I am not to go to the Monastery for shelter because he thinks Herbert is going to try to rape me in my sleep or something.

WTF?  You'd break that pretty boy in half, without even waking up.

With his current track record of things, I'm assuming that the alcohol or syphilis would slow him down anyway.