Monday, November 10, 2003
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[[Gav is drinking at Flake's.]]
Gav: You know, you could've helped me out the other night. You're required to, after all.
Teri: What could I have done? I'm a disembodied computer program.
Gav: There was a cop at the bottom of the hill! You coulda called in an A.T.V. or something!
Teri: I'm required only to protect yout life. Meatslap fights are rarely fatal.
Gav: Hel-LO! Airborne Corvette!
Teri: That kills you? How are you still alive?
Gav: Oh, you sound just like the radiation safety committee.