Go For All Lucky

Gaius, Arthur and Terence walk across to the car.

Roo-kai follows.

I didn't mean HIM, says Terence.

Didn't mean who? asks Arthur.

The bike guy, says Terence. The bike guy said thanks.

He must have thought you wanted him to have half our luck, says Gaius.

I wanted it for me, says Terence.

Who wants to be half lucky? asks Arthur. Go for all lucky.

All lucky? says Gaius. There's no such thing as all lucky.

If I get my claw back I'll be half lucky, says Terence. If I see Baby BB I'll be all lucky.

But he won't be, says Gaius.

Why? asks Terence.

I assume you'll be asking him for your finger, says Gaius. Think where that would leave him.

At this point in the ethical lesson, they arrive at the car.

Gaius opens the back door, just as Kant is saying 'In my first critique I believed I had proved it'.

And Sweezus is saying, 'Watch out guys, it's kind of wet in the back'.

As we expected, says Gaius. We'll sit on a towel if you have one.

Yeah, says Sweezus. Should be one in the boot.

Arthur gets a towel out of the boot for himself, Gaius and Terence to sit on.

Don't mind us, says Gaius. Go on with your interview.

Okay, says Sweezus. So how did that go?

Not as well as I expected, says Kant. By concluding that objects of faith could not be proved by pure reason, I had, it seemed, destroyed religion. I assure you it was not my intention.

Yeah, shit happens, says Sweezus.

German priests revenged themselves by calling their dogs Immanuel Kant, says Kant.

A mouthful, says Gaius. 

It's a great story, says Sweezus. Hope I remember it. Anyhow, let's get going.

Am I in or out? asks Roo-kai.

In, says Terence. Sit on me. Do you remember Baby BB?

I don't think I've met him, says Roo-kai.

Bumhole! That's even less than half lucky.