Gregor: oh boy it looks fantastic out
Gregor: all melty and horrible
Gregor: and here i am stuck inside raging at a whirring rectangle
Chris: I know you'd rather be melts and horrible too... like a nazi looking at the Ark
Gregor: alas, the government won't ackbowledge that they have the ark or where i might find it
Gregor: i told them that i did not want to take it
Gregor: and that i'd be dead, so i couldn't tell their secrets
Gregor: but the guy at the post office just keeps yelling at me that his office does not deal with top secret stuff
Chris: its a gub'ment trick, he's probalby got it right behind the counter
Gregor: he chuckles at me under his breath as the ark ominously burns the hairs off his loins
