Liners III
These are continued from the second Liners page. Liners are quotes of funny/strange bits of conversation. This means there's some sort of interaction between at least two speakers.
Anyway, as I have said about my other quotes, some of these are funny only if you were there. Also, the liners may not seem outwardly amusing. Sometimes, you just have to try and imagine what the speakers could have been discussing.
- "Wash the skin better, if you're going to eat it." --Helen's mom
- "I love skin!" --Helen L., 1-7-03
- "*Swing!*" --Susan L.
- "I'm not a baseball." --Helen L.
- "I'm just practicing for the day I'm going to kill you." --Susan L., 1-12-03
- "I need my book. I'm going to take it back, okay?" --Susan L. (speaking of L'invasion, the French translation of Animorphs #1: The Invasion, by K. A. Applegate)
- "Are you gonna read it?" --Helen L.
- "No. I'm going on a French diet." --Susan L., 2-1-03
- "Wow, I've worked at Waldenbooks for two and half years...somehow it seems like much longer." --Helen L.
- "I agree." --Jim P.
- "Really?" --Helen L.
- "I can't remember when you started." --Jim P., 2-4-03
- "There was a lot of food..." --Helen L.
- "Too bad I don't collect food. I would have a lot of food by now." --Susan L., 2-8-03
- "Hey!! I don't like being sticky!" --Jim P.
- "How do you know you don't like being sticky? Are you often sticky?" --Helen L.
- "No, I try to avoid it. I have been sticky before, though." --Jim P.
- "Really, why were you sticky?" --Helen L.
- "Generally just my fingers. Oh, yeah, I spilled syrup down my sleeve one time. I did not like it." --Jim P.
- "That's funny. How did you spill syrup down your sleeve?" --Helen L.
- "I don't remember." --Jim P.
- "Is it like the time you dumped ice cream on your pants?" --Helen L.
- "Yeah, kinda..." --Jim P., 2-11-03
- "Do you guys see how cool this formula is?! This top part tells you how much X and Y vary together, and then it's divided by how much they vary separately! It measures exactly what it's supposed to measure!" --Dr. Scovill
- "It's so romantic!" --girl behind me
- "Now you've got to wonder what kind of man Pearson was, to be sitting around, trying to figure this out." --Dr. Scovill
- "He's such a romantic!" --girl behind me, 2-20-03
- "Your arm is so smooth. It's like wood! You're made out of wood! And someday, you'll be a real boy." --Helen L.
- "I am a real boy." --Jim P., 2-28-03
- "Hey, you know what bad?" --Helen L.
- "What bad? Your grammar, maybe?" --Susan L., 3-5-03
- "Swing! Are you proficient in Swing?" --Jim P.
- "No. And don't tell me." --Tom P.
- "Tell you what?" --Jim P.
- "How to become proficient in it." --Tom P., 3-6-03
- "Do you have any information dealing with the events of the second wave of kidnappings?" --Vincent C.
- "Eh? I never know anything, I swear..." --Stephanie L.
- "*shines a bright white light* Tell me..." --Vincent C.
- "No, I promise I know nothing. Maybe they're planning to kidnap me, too." --Stephanie L.
- "Okay, this is your mission objective. Find out, so I can make my escape." --Vincent C.
- "I don't think they're going to do it, are they? We're lazy now." --Stephanie L.
- "Excellente..." --Vincent C.
- "Are you rubbing your hands together in glee?" --Stephanie L.
- "No...but now I am..." --Vincent C., 3-7-03
- "Oh, I went to see Daredevil yesterday." --Helen L.
- "You went to go see a movie?" --Stephanie L.
- "I didn't realize Colin Farrell was in it. He looked really scary." --Helen L.
- "You know who Colin Farrell is?" --Stephanie L., 3-7-03
- "Steph, I want you to be my honorary sister." --Helen L.
- "Er...?" --Stephanie L.
- "I would be so proud to have you as a member of my not-real family!" --Helen L.
- "Oh wow, I'm so honored!!! Thanks, I think." --Stephanie L., 3-7-03
- "Jacey, does your watch change colors??" --Janice C.
- "Yeah...why, is it freaking you out?" --Jacey L.
- "I just thought I needed more sleep." --Janice C., 3-10-03
- "Don't you hate it when..." --Helen L.
- (Silence.)
- "...people don't finish their sentences? Yes." --Susan L., 3-15-03
- "So is Joel happy again?" --Susan L.
- "No, he's really depressed." --Helen L.
- "Oh. Are you helping or making it worse?" --Susan L., 3-16-03
- "Because it hates you with a PASSION!" --Jared C.
- "Just like passion fruit." --Adam R.
- "What the hell are you talking about?" --Jared C.
- "I dunno. It rhymes with passion." --Adam R., 3-20-03
- "I wonder if we have any Monterey Jack...hmm. There's Cheddar cheese and Mozzarella-Parmesan. I guess I'll just use the Mozzarella. That's close enough...they both start with M." --Helen L.
- "Oh, that makes sense. Like, if it's raining and you don't have an umbrella, you can just use a--" --Susan L.
- "Urinal!" --Helen L.
- "Yes, a urinal! That's close enough! They both start with U!" --Susan L., 3-22-03
- "Yayyy! It took like a couple of minutes and it still failed!" --Jared C.
- "What happened...?" --Dixie D.
- "Eve-ry-thing sucks~!" --Jared C., 3-25-03 (singing)
- "Plastic rules!" --Brad S.
- "Uh...why do you say that, eh?" --Helen L.
- "I love plastic! Plastic makes the world go round!" --Brad S.
- "..." --Helen L.
- "You know the keyboard you are typing on? Plastic!" --Brad S., 3-26-03
- "Hey Vern, guess what? Today I had to normalize another table." --Prof. Hite
- "Ohhh...that is the most joyous thing to do." --Vernon ?, 4-3-03
- "There's a fork here." --Helen L.
- "It's mine! Put it down! Don't touch it! It has malaria!" --Tim P., 4-5-03
- "He called you a she!" --Helen L.
- "No, I didn't!" --Tim P.
- "I'm not a she." --Jeff K.
- "Yeah, I know." --Helen L.
- "Well, except on Wednesdays." --Jeff K., 4-5-03
- "I know, I won't play Chaos for awhile. I'll do my readings for class, and when I finish those, I will read other books. Difficult ones." --Brad S.
- "Um..." --Helen L.
- "Easy, right?" --Brad S.
- "If you set your goals too high all at once, then you have a high chance of failure. Work up to it slowly." --Helen L.
- "Is that scientific fact?" --Brad S.
- "Nah, I think some people can do it." --Helen L.
- "I am one of those people." --Brad S.
- "Okay, go for it." --Helen L.
- "Now if you will excuse me, I must go get my cherry chocolate soda and lay on the ground some." --Brad S., 4-6-03
- "Do you like it?" --Dixie D.
- "I love it!" --Prof. Hite
- "I got it at Ross!" --? ?
- "I was waiting for someone to say that..." --Jared C., 4-1-03
- "Joel is so pretty! Some of the guys I know are so pretty; it's just so unfair." --Helen L.
- "I know..." --Stephanie L.
- "Brad is sort of pretty, too. At least he has pretty eyes and eyelashes." --Helen L.
- "Guys with pretty eyes...sigh..." --Stephanie L.
- "I think Joel is prettier on the whole." --Helen L.
- "That's not fair." --Stephanie L.
- "I know!" --Helen L., 4-16-03
- "Do you think Quark is anything like cream cheese?" --Helen L.
- "Quark is a subatomic particle." --Jim P.
- "I meant the one that is German cheese." --Helen L., 4-18-03 (I learned that Quark is actually more like sour cream.)
- "But it's too much trouble getting a Muslim person and a bunch of old people...not to mention dead roses...'twas not meant to be..." --Tikku S.
- "Aww." --Helen L.
- "Few girls are worth the trouble of finding a Muslim, rounding up some old folks, and scrounging up some dead roses." --Tikku S.
- "If you could get live roses, I'm sure you could kill them yourself. And as you presented them to her, you could tell her that you killed them all by yourself. It means more that way." --Helen L.
- "Bah! Time is money, woman, and that requires time!" --Tikku S.
- "Or bleach. Bleach might work." --Helen L.
- "If I had bleach to spare, it would go into acquiring old people." --Tikku S.
- "I'm afraid I've never heard of the Bleach Acquirement Method for Geriatrics...please do tell..." --Helen L.
- "Perhaps you are not ready to learn of the Bleach Acquirement Method for Geriatrics. Such information is to be coveted. Besides, I'm sure you have the knowledge of the Ancient Chinese Method of Acquiring Muslim Nationals, which you are under obligation not to impart on me." --Tikku S.
- "Oh...I think I missed that chapter in my Being Chinese manual." --Helen L., 4-18-03
- "But I'm a lazy shy guy, why would anyone hire me?" --Brad S.
- "Maybe you should spend less time lying on the ground." --Helen L.
- "I told you; it's the bed now!" --Brad S., 4-20-03
- "Yay!" --Helen's mom
- "What're you so excited about?" --Susan L.
- "161 is bigger than 152!" --Helen's mom, 4-23-03
- "*Maniacal laugh* Hash browns!!! Wheeeee!" --Helen L.
- "Heh heh, we're definitely siblings; you have my maniacal laughter!" --Jeremiah H.
- "Yes, I borrowed it while you weren't looking." --Helen L.
- "Ah, so that's why I tried to laugh maniacally yesterday, and all I could do was chuckle!" --Jeremiah H., 4-24-03
- "I hate witches; I'm gonna melt them all." --Brad S.
- "That's a really good goal in life. I hope you succeed." --Helen L.
- "I'll probably start slacking off after a few and start laying on the ground again." --Brad S.
- "Can I get picky here?" --Helen L.
- "Sure." --Brad S.
- "It's lying on the ground." --Helen L.
- "Pfft. Not the way I do it." --Brad S., 4-30-03
- "This one is true; I just made it up myself." --Susan L.
- "Mathematical formulas don't get made up, they're derived from what is known." --Helen L.
- "Okay, I derived it myself. I just used the wrong word. I'm an English-matician, not a mathematician." --Susan L., 5-13-03
- "It's so smooth! Look, I'm stroking it!" --Helen L.
- "Stop it; that looks weird." --Susan L.
- "Ahhh! It feels so good." --Helen L.
- "Stop that!" --Susan L.
- "Fourteen inches! Wow...!" --Helen L.
- "Okay, maybe you should take those to your room for a while and give them back to me later. And don't contaminate the others!" --Susan L., 5-14-03 (discussing some really nice, glossy posters from NASA)
- "What's it like to be John Gu, John?" --Steven K.
- "It's the most incredible feeling you'll ever experience." --John G.
- "C'mon John...let's be realistic." --Steven K.
- "Yeah, you're right. It's the most incredible feeling you'll never experience." --John G., 5-16-03
- "Look at the design I made! Isn't it pretty?" --Helen L.
- "Yes, it looks like a...sperm." --Susan L.
- "Oh, thanks. I can't eat this now." --Helen L., 5-22-03
- "Darn it, John...why do you tell such lies to Stephanie?" --Steven K.
- "Why do I tell what lies?" --John G.
- "About me not starting school for another week. That's not true...therefore, it is a lie." --Steven K.
- "Hm...I guess it isn't." --John G.
- "..." --Steven K.
- "Well, I guess an apology is in order. 'Dear Steven, I formally apologize for the statements I made on the night of the 23rd. Please inform me of any action(s) I can undertake to render assistance to you. Yours truly, John S. Gu.'" --John G., 5-24-03
- "Come on, Steven, it's not like when you press the 'send message' button, your AIM messages just disappear. They go to places...places like me." --John G.
- "No, John, they just move up to that top box, and my computer occasionally talks back to me. More like seldomly talks back to me." --Steven K., 5-28-03
- "What do you need?" --Jennifer K.
- "The microphone." --Ward B.
- "All of it?" --Jennifer K., 5-29-03
- "Shut up! I can't calm down until I find my bald spot." --Susan L.
- (silence)
- "Where is it?" --Susan L.
- (silence)
- "Where is it?!" --Susan L.
- (silence)
- "Oh, here it is. See?" --Susan L., 5-30-03
- "Who keeps calling my room?!!" --Helen L.
- "Are they saying, 'I'm hungry'?" --Susan L.
- "No." --Helen L.
- "Then it's not me." --Susan L., 5-30-03
- "MSN is very strange." --Helen L.
- "How so?" --Jim P.
- "In the time it took for me to leave my dorm room and drive back home and while my laptop was both off and disconnected, my MSN browser downloaded and installed an updated version of itself." --Helen L., 6-7-03
- "I'll leave at 6. What time is it? Hm...seven till." --Cindy S.
- "Ten till." --Jeff H.
- "Seven till." --Cindy S.
- "Superman says it's 10 till." --Jeff H., 6-21-03 (He has a Superman watch.)
- "It's terrible of me to want to read the book, but I really am curious about the love interest and the dying." --Helen L.
- "I do want to read the series, but there are also 100 other books I want to get to." --Jeremiah H.
- "Yes, that's always the most enticing plot formula for me. Love interests and dying." --Helen L.
- "What about...DYING LOVE INTERESTS??" --Jeremiah H.
- "Well, a certain ratio of dying and love interest would have to be negotiated before I could be interested." --Helen L.
- "Ah." --Jeremiah H.
- "If the love interest were more dying than love interest, that would be pretty intriguing to me. I guess that brings up whole issues with necrophilia, though." --Helen L.
- "All the better!" --Jeremiah H.
- "Harry Potter and the Corpse of Appeal!" --Helen L., 6-21-03 (discussing the fifth Harry Potter book)
- "I wonder what Airheads taste like?" --girl
- "I dunno...like taffy, maybe?" --guy
- "I think I had one last semester." --girl, 7-2-03
- "Yeah, I outdid myself again." --Brad S.
- "How?" --Helen L.
- "Test Wednesday, haven't gone to one class or read any material covered on the exam." --Brad S.
- "At least you know there's a test." --Helen L.
- "I'll still get a B in the class though, I'm sure...sad thing is I really need an A." --Brad S.
- "Well, I seem to remember you were going to start going to class!" --Helen L.
- "Hah. I was like, tired and stuff." --Brad S., 7-7-03
- "Here's Mommy!" --Susan L. (placing a photo of our mother on the chair)
- "Aww!" --Helen L.
- "Oh, that's great. Very pretty. So who is this?" --Helen's dad, 7-18-03
- "Susan, is that good?" --Helen's dad
- "Yeah, it's good." --Susan L.
- "Emily, how about yours?" --Helen's dad
- "It's good." --Emily H.
- "Mine's cold." --Helen's dad, 7-23-03
- "You know what this tastes like?" --Helen L.
- "Vomit?" --Susan L.
- "Postage stamps." --Helen L., 7-25-03
- "Oh, look. An Underground. Have you ever eaten there?" --Helen's dad
- "Underground?!" --Susan L.
- "Underground...? Oh! You mean Subway!!" --Helen L., 7-17-03
- "Oh, that's right; I gave you another book. I got distracted and forgot." --Helen L.
- "Poor Helen and her short span of...um...something." --Jim P., 7-31-03
- "You have no sanity whatsoever." --Helen L.
- "It's fun to be without!" --Jim P.
- "Mm-hmm." --Helen L.
- "Yep, me so insano." --Jim P., 7-31-03
- "Hey Mommy, can you buy more of that raspberry lemonade Big Pouch stuff?" --Helen L.
- (silence)
- "She doesn't know what I'm talking about." --Helen L.
- "I don't know what you mean. Are we talking about shampoo?" --Helen's mom, 8-3-03 (This is what happens when they start making fruit-scented hygiene products.)
- "Even if you didn't get in the first year, what are some ways to become a more attractive applicant?" --Helen L.
- "Uh...get a haircut?" --Brad S., 8-16-03
- "And I still haven't heard a peep out of Christine." --Helen L.
- "Oh, I know. I think she tripped and fell off the face of the Earth." --Roshan B.
- "Tsk tsk...I always told her not to ignore gravity." --Helen L., 8-28-03
- "Is there anything that indicates number, gender, or case in this sentence?" --Frau Reitz
- "No." --Martin N.
- "Das." --Emily D.
- "Oh! There is something!" --Martin N.
- "Now that your glasses are on, huh?" --Frau Reitz
- "Didn't seem like it last night..." --Martin N., 9-17-03
- "Does that entire book revolve around Nazis?" --Emily D.
- "Well, we're supposed to cover everything from 1900 to 1950...and everything 1929 to 1945 is going to involve Nazis." --Frau Reitz
- "Nazis were a kinda big part of German history." --Charlie ?, 9-19-03
- "Well, I didn't want to take it in a sexual way." --Emily D.
- "Oh, you do! In this book, you do." --Frau Reitz
- "Uh...okay." --Emily D., 9-24-03
- "But that's why I logged off Trillian." --Jim P.
- "Oh. I didn't realize you were on it." --Helen L.
- "You make me feel special. Just kidding." --Jim P.
- "Awww, I don't make Jim feel special." --Helen L.
- "I was being sarcastic for the first part and desarcasing the second." --Jim P.
- "So do I make you feel special?" --Helen L.
- "Yes, as shown by my previous comments." --Jim P.
- "You are a confusing boy." --Helen L., 9-24-03
- "JD hates me. He's one of the other two physics majors. We're doing homework together." --Jim P.
- "Why does he hate you? Are you smarter and better-looking?" --Helen L.
- "Yes, both." --Jim P., 10-1-03
- "But you know what? I forgot the Spanish word for 'beer.' It was so sad." --Stephanie L.
- "Wow...that should be on a purity test or something," --John G., 10-1-03 (I have to say that I didn't ever know the Spanish word for beer until Stephanie told me. Why would anyone know the Spanish word for beer?)
- "Wachya dooin?" --Jim P.
- "Updating the Psi Chi website and putting lotion on my feet. Are you drunk?" --Helen L.
- "No. I am not drunk. I never drink." --Jim P.
- "Good. You are simply suffering from a case of bad spelling ability. It's okay." --Helen L.
- "I've lived with it for 22 years." --Jim P., 10-3-03
- "I have had Vitamin C, juice, water, Advil, and some ill-gotten soup." --Helen L.
- "Ill-gotten soup? What kind?" --Susan L.
- "Chicken noodle, of course. The only kind worth getting when it's ill-gotten." --Helen L.
- "I don't think any food is worth getting when it's ill-gotten." --Susan L., 10-7-03 (Chicken noodle soup's new slogan: It's the only kind worth getting when it's ill-gotten.)
- "You sound as if you've arisen from the dead." --Susan L.
- "Dead people aren't vigorous enough to poke." --Helen L.
- "Where were you this morning? Mother couldn't find you." --Susan L., 10-9-03 (In my family, we really do talk this way.)
- "I don't know what it was like yesterday because I didn't leave my room." --Helen L.
- "Good job, staying in your CS cave. Wait, you're not a CS major. Or a Math major. Why didn't you go outside? Only CS or Math majors are allowed to avoid the light of day for weeks at a time. Everyone else is human." --Jim P.
- "I'm still sick, remember?" --Helen L.
- "Oohhhh, yeah...sick. Sooo, how's that working out for you?" --Jim P.
- "I was delirious on Tuesday." --Helen L.
- "That's not good." --Jim P.
- "I know I wrote some very grammatical e-mails during that time, but I'm not sure what was in them." --Helen L., 10-9-03
- "They have a lot of nice scenery up there. And they've got whales." --Jeff H.
- "I hear Australia has whales as well. Funny how whales never quite seem to be where I expect them to be." --Helen L.
- "Where would you expect them to be? Besides the ocean." --Jeff H.
- "Er...Sea World. I really can't picture whales anywhere else." --Helen L.
- "There haven't always been Sea Worlds; they had to have come from somewhere." --Jeff H., 10-21-03
- "I just realized that I have no idea where most sealife is from." --Helen L.
- "The ocean." --Jeff H.
- "Well, I have failed in life." --Helen L., 10-21-03
- "I'm sorry; I'm a smartass. I can't help it." --Jeff H.
- "Jeff needs a personality adjustment." --Helen L.
- "I like it fine the way it is." --Jeff H.
- "Of course, that's why you need the adjustment." --Helen L., 10-21-03
- "Lee is funny...he didn't realize that I'd taken seven stools already, so he was offering them to me." --Helen L.
- "Seven?" --Jeff H.
- "Two for me, five for the rest of you." --Helen L.
- "I didn't realize that they were so popular." --Jeff H.
- "Yep...surprise surprise. I guess it was my super cool e-mail that did it." --Helen L.
- "Well really, who could resist a Waldenbooks stool?" --Jeff H.
- "I know, they come with genuine customer-chewed gum on the bottoms. Who could duplicate that?" --Helen L.
- "All of our customers?" --Jeff H., 10-25-03
- "Oh! You drew a Batman!" --Rachel R.
- "Uh...I wish I actually could draw Batman..." --Helen L.
- "I wish I was Batman!" --Rachel R., 10-29-03
- "Ow! Quit it! You were biting my head!" --Rachel R.
- "That's what you get for chafing me right there." --Clint S.
- "I wasn't chafing you; I was loving you!" --Rachel R., 10-29-03
- "Are you eating a mint chocolate?" --Rachel R.
- "No, I just have minty fresh breath." --Linda G., 11-5-03
- "Have you ever noticed a lot of one-legged people around Houston?" --Susan L.
- "Uh...no." --Helen L.
- "Well, it's just that you never see any around Sugar Land. It's like they all live in Houston." --Susan L.
- "They probably all got hit by cars." --Helen L., 11-8-03 (Near campus, we've had two wheelchair-bound students get hit by hit-and-run drivers. No kidding.)
- "Look at those apartments. They look like German apartments. Volks-apartments." --Helen's dad
- "Volks...? Do you mean the Fachwerkhäuser?" --Helen L.
- "You know, Volks. For the people. The people's apartments. What's 'apartment' in German?" --Helen's dad
- "Wohnung." --Helen L.
- "And so in Germany, those would be called Volkswohnungen." --Helen's dad
- "I've never heard of that." --Helen L.
- "Oh, I just invented it." --Helen's dad, 11-8-03
- "Anybody got an extra $2,300?" --girl in Honors lounge
- "Yeah, it's right next to my transmission fluid." --guy in Honors lounge, 11-13-03
- "Wha...you have three verbs there!" --Charlie ?
- "You got it, baby! This is German!" --Frau Reitz, 11-19-03
- Car honks outside.
- "That was my stomach." --Clint S.
- Car honks some more.
- "There it goes again." --Clint S., 11-19-03
- "Hey! STEPHIE JUST SAID WE'RE THE TWO WEIRDEST PEOPLE SHE KNOWS!" --Tikku S.
- "Really! But we're one Finnish person, I thought... She's going to have to pick another one." --Helen L.
- "I prefer general Scandinavian...and are we a Finnish man or woman? Or reindeer? Can we be Finnish reindeer?!?!" --Tikku S.
- "Sure!" --Helen L.
- "Wow, there's something I really don't think I'll ever say again..." --Tikku S., 11-19-03
- "Hello, sir!" --Helen L.
- Woman looks at me.
- "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, ma'am!" --Helen L.
- "That deserves at least a 20% discount." --same woman
- "Uh...I'm afraid we don't have a mistaken gender discount." --Helen L., 11-21-03
- "Hello?" --Helen L.
- "Ming Yeng?" --man on phone
- "Hi, Daddy! I'm not Mommy!" --Helen L.
- "What?" --man on phone
- "Oh. You're not my father..." --Helen L., 11-22-03
- "I'll be getting less debt for Christmas." --Brad S.
- "How wonderful...sounds like a hit on the country music charts." --Helen L., 11-25-03
- "Oooh! Read me the summer one!" --Helen L.
- "Out loud?" --Susan L., 11-26-03
- "McDonald's new chicken nuggets are now made from white meat." --McDonald's commercial
- "What?!! NOOOOOO!" --Helen L., 12-1-03
- "Stupid PS2, my hard finals are over; it should start working." --Brad S.
- "Eh, it probably feels like you don't deserve it or something." --Helen L.
- "That bitch." --Brad S.
- "Your PS2 is female?" --Helen L.
- "Probably...the games I don't want to play work. Figures." --Brad S.
- "Yep, sounds like a female." --Helen L., 12-13-03
- "Let's see...I think I parked over here. No...wait. The other way." --Jim P.
- "You're a guy; you're supposed to have a good sense of direction." --Helen L.
- "Yes. That way is north." --Jim P.
- "You're also a Boy Scout. So you should have a doubly good sense of direction." --Helen L.
- "Yep. That way is definitely north." --Jim P., 12-22-03
- "I'm going to kill you!" --Susan L.
- "But I didn't ask for that." --Helen L.
- "Ask for what?" --Susan L.
- "A killing. I didn't ask for a killing for Christmas." --Helen L.
- "Well, Helen, you don't always get only what you asked for. You get other things, too." --Susan L., 12-24-03 (What a...generous...threat.)
- "I'm going downstairs to get my dinner." --Helen L.
- "While you're doing that, I'll set up these monitors." --Jim P.
- "'Monitors?'" --Helen L.
- "And by 'monitors,' I mean 'speakers.' C'mon, Helen, keep up." --Jim P., 12-31-03
- Go on to Liners IV.