Klein: See, I've invented a new kind of defensive tool. It's like a blowdart tube, but smaller. A slight puff from the user is multiplied by the micro Flux Injectors and POW! Down goes...what, Clark? Oh dear, sorry Lois.


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Klein burping: What, oh, sorry. I {burp} always have that reaction {burp} to pasta. I ate at {burp} Ralph's Pagoda for lunch.

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Klein: Yes, when you blow thusly, the sound of the Amazonian Nightengale is easily reproduced.


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Klein: Wow, Lois! What died in here? {Looks over his right shoulder} Oh, that poor thing. What did you do to that poor plant? The stench is awful! {looking eurpy} Where is the bathroom?!

James


“…with God everything is possible.” Matthew 19:26.


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