Monday, February 21, 2005
* * * WISH FOR MY BOOK! (Nukees:d/dx), not selling at Plan 9! * * *
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Gav: Now, she lives in a studio above an ill-tempered mass of tentacles.
Bacchus: That doesn't really narrow it down.
Bacchus: You smell like a mortal!
Gav: Yeah, well, YOU smell like a grape crusher's foot!
Bacchus: [[angrily]] You DARE to insult BACCHUS, GOD of PARTYING?!
Gav: God of partying?
Bacchus: I'm trying to get more support among the college crowd. It isn't working, is it?