Feb. 27th, 2003

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No, this is not IC writing. I just thought I had better make that clear. Still, the silliness was too good to be lost to posterity, and so I post it here for my gentle readers' amusement.

-E

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Upon finding out the Wing could go orbital in the future, Mer throws a fit...

Heavy Metal: "You better damn well make sure we have pressure suits for that! I don't feel like being Pilot Pizza!"
Vertigo: "Transformers Rote, Mer. This'll be as safe as a non-Kirk Enterprise."
Heavy Metal: "I don't trust the guy from Quantum Leap either, dammit!"
Vertigo: "Look, we'll be fine so long as we don't run into any Decepticon raiding parties."
Heavy Metal: ::stares:: "If we do that, I'm going to eat my forearm crutches. With tobasco."
Vertigo: "Hmmmm... Decepticon raiding parties..." ::getting that There's-A-Rote-Idea! gleam in his eye::
Heavy Metal: "Don't make me hurt you, Vertigo."
Heavy Metal: "I'll be on you like a Junkion on a wide-screen TV."
Vertigo: "Laserbeak will protect me!" ::whips out a boombox:: "Laserbeak, eject! Operation: Protect my ass!"
Heavy Metal: "You've got a new code name! Rented Mule!"

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