A monk, a clone, and a Ferengi decide to go bowling together, but they're having a terrible time agreeing on which alley to go to. The monk wants to go to The Emissary Strikes Out, the clone wants to go to Lack of Originality Lanes, and the Ferengi wants to go to Lek's Discount Bowling Alley and Wedding Chapel (Elvis Impersonators on Wednesdays!
). In the end they decide to roll a die. Too bad a passerby steals the die as long as it lands and starts to walk away. So the three kill him and steal the coupons to a steakhouse that he was carrying. "What luck," the Ferengi says, "I was wanting to ram a stake down your throats anyway."
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mudshark: Nate's just being...Nate.
Zeke: It comes
nateurally to him.
mudshark: I don't expect Nate to make sense, really -- it's just a bad idea.
Sa'ar Chasm on the 5M.net forum: Sit back, relax, and revel in the insanity.
Adam Savage: I reject your reality and substitute my own!
Hanlon's Razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.
Crow T. Robot: Oh, stop pretending there's a plot. Don't cheapen yourself further.