Bralling II,
A good and basic assumption.

Robot Lincoln,
�The last man on earth stood alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.� � Fredrick Brown

"Thou art God"-Digby

*bump*

What exactly does *bump* mean, grasstains?

Shh!...OK, I think they've all gone over to the other site now, so we can probably sneak out, but quietly!
Remember the last place we lived? Not bad, until they started getting nosey. That's when we left. And remember shouting "I see you never!" ?

Ah, yes... such a terrible conflagration it was.

Well, they've all gone now for sure.
Speaking of conflagrations, give me a hand here piling up all these cell phones.
Once we torch 'em, though, better stand upwind.
I think there's still lots of fuel left in Beatty's flame thrower here...

"Ah, the smell of plastic, vinyl, and rubber burning in the morning. It smells like ......... Verizon!"

look at those blue flames though, you can't say it ain't purdy.

Gotta burn those phones before they become intelligent and self-aware and start talking...and plotting....

Hey, it's nice to see you! I didn't recognize you without your nun's habit. While the fire's going, like to join me for a snack at Parkhill's? I have to drop by there anyway, as I've got a couple more properties to give him. Where's that mask I was wearing this morning...

Hey, swing by and pick me up on your way over there. My sand-skiff was stolen this morning. The neighborhood is going bad lately, even my own kids have been acting funny. You see, they've got this imaginary friend...

Yeah, there's a couple of things I'd like to give Parkhill. Like a good dose of that drink that made mee see doubblle.

What can you see now, Cecy?

I see grass of blue
The sand's blue, too
And many canals of a violet hue
And I think to myself

I'M NOT IN ILLINOIS ANYMORE!