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| GPF Archive: Wednesday, February 25, 2004 | [[Trudy looks across the street]
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| GPF Archive: Thursday, February 26, 2004 | [[Todd punches Empress Trudy as she time warps]]
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| GPF Archive: Friday, February 27, 2004 | [[Trudy, skeptical, is thinking]]
/ Trudy thinks: This isn't happening... oh, God... I'm seeing things... I did _not_ just see my evil future self kicked through a window by a future freedom fighter. / [[Todd is standing in the street, his hand on his brow]]
/ Trudy thinks: But there he is... and she just disappeared. But... he keeps acting like he's talking to someone, but nobody's there... / [[Trudy looks skeptical]]
/ Trudy thinks: Wait a minute... / [[The Gamester is now visible, albeit faintly]]
/ Trudy thinks: Who is..._that_? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040227.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, February 28, 2004 | [[Trudy thinks, astonished]]
/ Trudy thinks: Th-that strange man... he just waved his hand and that kid just... vanished! / [[The Gamester turns towards Trudy]]
/ Trudy thinks: A-and he's looking at me...a nd he doesn't look happy... / [[The Gamester is gone]]
/ Trudy thinks: And... he's g-gone! / [[Trudy curls into a ball]]
/ Trudy thinks: I _am_ going insane... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040228.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, February 29, 2004 | [[Nick is using his Palm in the boardroom. Ki, Sharon, and Dexter walk in.]]
/ Nick: Heh heh...
/ Ki: Uh oh... _that's_ a maniacal chuckle if I've ever heard one. What's up, Nick? / [[Nick shows what he's doing on his Palm. Dexter looks excited]]
/ Nick: Someone here in the building has an open Wi-Fi access point. I'm actually web surfing with my Palm.
/ Dexter: Kewl! Let me see! / [[Dexter and Nick are talking in the background. Ki and Sharon are talking in the foreground]]
/ Dexter: So does it just pick up an IP address using DHCP?
/ Sharon: An open access point? That's a big security risk... / [[Dexter and Nick's conversation continues off-panel; focus is on Ki and Sharon, who looks concerned]]
/ Nick, off-panel: Sure. Take a look...
/ Ki: Security risk?
/ Sharon: Yeah. If it's behind someone's firewall, it could expose their enitre intranet. / [[Sharon sternly looks at Nick's Palm, then quickly swivels her head in surprise]]
/ Sharon: Unlike a public hotspot, an open AP in a corporate network can let anyone waltz in and access their-- Hey! That's one of _our_ IP addresses! / [[Trent, grinning, is sitting at a picnic table near GPF, talking on his cell phone and using a laptop, presumably using it to access the Internet]]
/ Trent thinks: Trent, you're a genius. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040229.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, March 1, 2004 | [[An angry Sharon strides down the hall, Nick and Dexter following her]]
/ Sharon: Who would be dumb enough to set up an open unsecured Wi-Fi access point within our network?
/ Nick: Don't look at me. I just found it. / [[Dexter points out a room. Ki stands on the other side of the hall while Sharon walks down the hall]]
/ Dexter: It's not in here...
/ Ki: What are we looking for?
/ Sharon: Probably a small personal AP, meant for home use. / [[Sharon looks under a table while Nick investigates the room]]]
/ Sharon: We have to find it and shut it down fast. As long as that thing is running, all our customers' data is exposed and vulnerable to crackers! / [[Trent is grinning and showing a laptop to Dwayne]]
/ Trent: See? No wires! Imagine the freedom of creativity our team can have!
/ Dwayne: Hm...it _is_ awfully convenient... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040301.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, March 2, 2004 | [[Nick is talking with Fred in his office]]
/ Nick: Fred, you didn't set up an open Wi-Fi access point, did you?
/ Fred: A whozawhatsit? / [[Ki, Sharon, and Dexter are meeting up after investigating various areas. Dexter is eating a donut]]
/ Ki: I didn't see anything odd in the server room...
/ Dexter: Kitchen's clear.
/ Sharon: There's no ethernet in the kitchen. / [[Sharon walks off as the rest of the cast are portrayed in silhouettes]]
/ Sharon: If none of _us_ set it up and Fred's clean, that leaves Dwayne and Trent. Dwayne knows better than to mess with the network without consulting me, so it must be... / [[Sharon glares at Trent in his office. Trent grins while looking up from his laptop. The AP is visible on a bookshelf]]
/ Sharon: _Trent_.
/ Trent: Greetings, you pathetic wired Luddite! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040302.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, March 3, 2004 | [[Sharon glares at Trent, who is grinning]]
/ Sharon: So _you_ set up the open Wi-Fi- access point in our network...
/ Trent: Jealous, Sharon? I _might_ let you share my air time. / [[Sharon leans closer and gestures. Trent smirks]]
/ Sharon: Jealous? Why should I be jealous of the fact you opened up a couple of boxes and plugged that thing into the wall?
/ Trent: So it's easy to set up. Are you worried about your job? / [[Sharon scowls while Trent looks defensive]]
/ Sharon: Part of my job is the security and protection of our customers' data.
/ Trent: Who said it _wasn't_. I'm just trying to make things easier for us to do our jobs. / [[Dwayne arrives with a look of excitement on his face as Trent resumes grinning]]
/ Sharon: You don't have a clue what you've done, do you?
/ Trent: As long as _he's_ happy, who cares?
/ Dwayne: I want one! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040303.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, March 4, 2004 | [[Dwayne is talking with an angry Sharon while Trent reclines in his chair]]
/ Dwayne: Sharon, have you considered converting our entire network to Wi-Fi?
/ Sharon: No, and I'll tell you why. / [[Sharon is talking, and Trent suspiciously eyes her]]
/ Sharon: First, our current network is already ten times faster than the 802.11b this AP uses. We already have a migration plan to go to Gigabit Ethernet, which is 100 times faster. / [[Focus on the three from outside the window]]
/ Sharon: Secondly, out of the box, this AP is a massive security hole in our network. Any wardriver could get access to customer data just by driving down the street. / [[Sharon points at Trent, who looks taken aback. Dwayne looks on disapprovingly.]]
/ Sharon: Thirdly, I don't want my network manhandled by this smelly, human-shaped, steaming pile of--
/ Dwayne: I think the first two reasons are sufficient, thanks. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040304.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, March 5, 2004 | [[Sharon, looking displeased, walks in on the others eating lunch]]
/ Nick: So has the Wi-Fi mess been sorted out?
/ Sharon: Finally. I had to come to a compromise. / [[Sharon reverts to a neutral expression in a close-up]]
/ Sharon: Since Dwayne liked it so much, I told him we could keep it only if we changed the SSID and password, turned off beaconing, enabled WPA encryption, and the AP was under my physical control. / [[Sharon grins deviously while Ki looks on]]
/ Sharon: I also gave them a lecture on wireless security, and took a little revenge on Trent by restricting his mail file to ten kilobytes. / [[Sharon looks upset as Dexter turns to her]]
/ Dexter: So why the long face?
/ Sharon: I'm dreading going down to the vending machines. I'll be the laughing stock of the other sys admins in the building... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040305.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, March 6, 2004 | [[An angry Sharon picks up her order from the vending machine while Fleuel, Patel, and Sato look on; Fleuel is grinning and Sato is snickering]]
/ Fleuel: Well, well... guess who had one of her users set up an open Wi-Fi access point today?
/ Sato: Snicker. / [[Focus on the three admins. Fleuel has a condescending expression, Sato and Patel are smirking]]
/ Fleuel: _Real_ Sys Admins like us wouldn't stand for such loose security.
/ Patel: Bet her company's data is all over the web by now. / [[Sato is smirking while Sharon growls]]
/ Sato: My, Ms. Murphy, we didn't know you were so promiscuous, linking up with any MAC address that wants in. So unladylike...
/ Sharon: Grr... / [[Sharon turns away with a grin on her face. Fleuel, Sato, and Patel look hurt]]
/ Sharon: I only have three things to say; Blaster, Sobig, and Mydoom.
/ Fleuel: _Ouch_.
/ Patel: That was _low_.
/ Sato: Curse you and your open source software... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040306.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, March 7, 2004 | [[Dwayne, Trent, Fred, and Nick are in a meeting]]
/ Dwayne: Okay, upon reviewing the Burlington Carpet acount, it seems we still have some outstanding issues around user support. Fred?
/ Fred: Sigh... / Fred: It seems SOMEONE informed our account rep that we would guarantee 24/7 support, but we don't have the manpower to implement that.
/ Trent: WHAT? I thought you things didn't need sleep.
/ Fred: All living "things" need sleep, or at least periods of rest, including _slime molds_. / Trent: Isn't there another slime mold? We can have IT man the phone.
/ Fred: Persephone isn't employed by us and we don't have the budget to hire someone else. / [[Trent and Fred lean forward and look angry as Nick looks nervous]]
/ Trent: Then just give it stale doughnuts or something. It's not like we really have to pay it money.
/ Fred: She and I both deserve the same respect due to all sentient beings! / Trent: You got a problem, Mr. Silly Putty? Don't get all stretched out of shape!
/ Fred: Bring it on, Cyrano No-Braniac!
/ Nick: Mommy... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040307.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, March 8, 2004 | [[Dwayne looks stern while Nick excuses himself]]
/ Dwayne: All right, I've had just about enough out of the two of you.
/ Nick: Gotta go... degauss my monitor... / Dwayne: Trent, your baiting and disrespect of Fred ends NOW. It's disrupting our business and affecting everyone in the office.
/ Fred: Amen, brother. / Dwayne: And Fred, YOU need to get that temper under control. Trent wouldn't affect you so much if you didn't give him so much to feed off of.
/ Fred: But... / Dwayne: You two have until the end of the week to shape up, or you're both FIRED.
/ Fred and Trent: ! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040308.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, March 9, 2004 | [[Fred is talking with Ki.]]
/ Fred: Grr...That Trent just burns me up! He needs a serious taking down a peg or two.
/ Ki: I thought you were suing him for discrimination. / Fred: Nicole put a hole in that plan. I'd have to sue GPF, not Trent. And I don't want to do that. No, I need a different way to get back at him. / Ki: You know, maybe, you're going about this all wrong. Instead of getting upset, just smile, be nice. "A soft answer turneth away wrath," you know.
/ Fred: True, but not my style. / [[Fred turns towards a computer]]
/ Fred: Nah, I need to take this to a higher court...like the court of public opinion... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040309.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, March 10, 2004 | [[Trent storms past Dexter]]
/ Trent: That stupid blob of snot is getting on my last nerve. It's gonna get me FIRED!
/ Dexter: Who, Fred? I doubt that. / Dexter: You know, he's actually kind of nice once you get to know him. He and I had an interesting discussion about sci-fi as modern mythology.
/ Trent: Ooh, I'm SO jealous. / Dexter: In fact, he's actually kind of popular online. He has a well-trafficked website and goes by the name "Dr. Fredrick Physarum. It's funny because Physarum is another name for-- {{slime mold}}
/ Trent: Do I LOOK like I care, Dexter? / Dexter: I'm just saying, maybe you should get to know him better by reading his BLOG.
/ [[shows a laptop hooked up to the Internet]] http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040310.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, March 11, 2004 | [[Fred is typing]] / Fred Typing: As most of you now know, I have been working the inglorious slog called telephone tech support since I was "removed" from the university last year. / Fred typing: Since then, I have come in contact with someone-- let's call him "Brent""-- who is, by far, the most distasteful specimen of humanity I have yet encountered. / Fred typing: His crimes are many, but I shall take a few spare electrons to record for posterity what this intellectual midget inspires me to say about him... / [[Trent and Dexter are reading the blog]]
/ Trent: Can they use THAT word on the Internet?
/ Dexter: Um, you'd be surprised at the Google mindshare results... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040311.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, March 12, 2004 | [[Trent scowls and is typing]]
/ Trent thinks: So...the slime mold blasts me online and now everyone on its forums are chiming in. Let's see if turn about is fair play. / [[Fred is typing]]
/ Fred thinks: Ooh... so Trent has enough family jewels to attack me on my own web site, eh? Let Pandora's box be opened! / [[Ki comes into Nick's office with a shocked look on her face]] / Ki: Um, Nick? I think I'm having a few problems with my computer.
/ Nick: Sure thing. What sort of problem? / [[Ki's computer is partially melted and sizzling. Nick stares on in awe]]
/ Ki: All I did was visit Fred's web site...
/ < http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040312.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, March 13, 2004 | [[Trent comes into Fred's office]] / Fred and Trent: So you're going to drag my name through the mud online, are you? Can't take a dose of your own medicine? / Fred and Trent: What you did is libel, pal! That's illegal! And I'm gonna make you pay to the fullest extent of the law! / Fred and Trent: I'M GONNA SUE YOUR PANTS OFF! / Fred: Heh...for me, that actually makes sense.
/ Trent: SHUT UP! http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040313.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, March 14, 2004 | [[Mrs, Oshiro is in her kitchen, cooking. She's on the phone with her daughter Ki. We see Ki's voice out of the phone]]
/ Mrs, Oshiro: Neu-erh hao! How is my little Ki doing today?
/ Ki: Mama hao. I'm fine. / [[Ki's apartment. We don't see Mrs, Oshiro, just her voice out of the phone.]]
/ Mrs, Oshiro: You never told me about spending the holidays with your boyfriend's family. I trust they embarassed him thoroughly in front of you?
/ Ki: Actually, they were very nice. They made me feel right at home. / [[Ki looks upset]]
/ Mrs Oshiro: And when are you going to bring him to meet *us*? Not after the wedding, I hope...
/ Ki: *Mama*...you know baba wouldn't approve of that. / [[Back in Mrs Oshiro's kitchen]]
/ Ki: How... is he doing?
/ Mrs Oshiro: Your father? Much better, though he may need that cane for the rest of his life. / [[Mrs Oshiro stands near the basement door on which ther's a "KEEP OUT" sign]]
/ Mrs Oshiro: I am more concerned about Yoshi. Lately, he has been acting so... so... chee kauy.
/ Ki: Strange? that sounds about normal for *him*. / [[In the Oshiro's basement. We see yoshi's hand tightening a nut with a wrench in the foreground and the basement's staircase and aforementioned door in the background.]]
/ Mrs Oshiro: No, no... More strange than usual. He's been working in the basement for months, and he won't let us know what he's up to... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040314.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, March 15, 2004 | [[The Oshiro's basement. Yoshi is working on a huge machine. He speaks in the narrative form. NOTE: this is a colored strip.]] / Caption: It's taken almost a year, but I've made serious headway. Aside from a few final components, it's almost complete. / [[We see some plans, a pencil and a rule on a table]].
/ Caption: SIR3N's plans were strange. There were several flaws in the logic, but I worked them out. I still don't know how this thing is supposed to work. / [[Yoshi's wiping sweat off his head.]]
/ Caption: It'll *never* work if I can't get the parts I need. They're all seriously high-tech... Not exactly easy for a junior high kid to get, but I have my sources. / [[Yoshi looks at his computer which is in the foreground.]]
/ Caption: I haven't heard from her since that "MUTEX" incident. Not sure if she's mad at me, or just can't make contact. Either way, SIR3N, your gadget's almost ready. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040315.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, March 16, 2004 | [[Yoshi gets on his bike]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Of course, I'm not your average 14-year-old. I'm already in my junior year at college, and I'm already well past all my instructors. / [[Yoshi rides his bike as a silhouette]]
/ Yoshi: They basically let me do whatever I want and give me all "A"s. It's jut a formality. I practically teach their classes for them. I wrote half the research papers published this semester. / [[Yoshi picks up a package from a man in a lab coat.]]
/ Yoshi: But it leads to certain perks, like asking to borrow certain expensive high-tech toys for my "experiment." They pat me on the head and send me on my way. Morons. / [[Yoshi goes down the sidewalk. A black car is turning into his street]]
/ Yoshi: I've looked at s1r3n's plans and I know what this thing can do. It doesn't take a boy genius to know a weapon when he sees one. Now I just need to know _why_ she wants it. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040316.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, March 17, 2004 | [[Yoshi looks surprised as a car cuts in front of him]]
/ Yoshi narrating: But that's when things started getting _really_ weird.
/ http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040317.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, March 18, 2004 | [[An "FBI" agent points a gun at Mrs. Oshiro, who, scared, drops a pot of water]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Little did I know they raided the house right after I left. Dad was going to throw a fit when he got home later. / [[A female agent opens Yoshi's sock drawer, but doesn't check underneath it]]
/ Yoshi narrating: They took my computers, as well as most of my CDs. Good thing they didn't find the incriminating stuff. I keep that on a DVD-RW taped under my sock drawer. / [[Two agents look around, supposedly ignoring the veiled Project Velociraptor]]
/ Yoshi narrating: They didn't know what to make of the thing in my basement. Just my luck. They thought it was harmless enough not to confiscate. They left the most dangerous thing. / [[Yoshi is led into an interrogation room]]
/ Yoshi narrating: They took me to the police station to grill me. I was sure it was about my hacking, even though I was always careful to cover my tracks. Boy, was I ever wrong. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040318.html |
| GPF Archive: Friday, March 19, 2004 | [[Agent #18's face is visible]]
/ Yoshi narrating: I was playing cool. They had nothing on me. I encrypt everything, and I digitally shred all my files. But I wasn't who they were after.
/ Agent #18: Where is "S1R3N"? / [[Yoshi is sitting next to an agent, scowling]]
/ Yoshi narrating: I about burst out laughing. Of all the things to hold me for, that was it? I told the truth: I don't know. Well, I told them I didn't know what they were talking about. Big diff. / [[Agent #18 holds up some papers]]
/ Yoshi narrating: They spouted something about Carnivore logs of IM chats. I said I thought Carnivore didn't exist. They didn't think it was funny. Anyway, they were bluffing. / [[Yoshi leaves]]
/ Yoshi narrating: We encrypted every chat, and kept no logs. They had nothing, and we all knew it. They couldn't keep me, or my stuff. I was a dead end. But I knew they'd keep me under surveillance. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040319.html |
| GPF Archive: Saturday, March 20, 2004 | [[Mrs. Oshiro is shouting at Yoshi and gesturing with her spoon while he ignores her]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Mom went all ape$@#* on me when I got home. I told her it was all a big mistake and ignored the rest of what she screamed. That's what I usually do anyway. / [[Yoshi enters his disheveled room]]
/ Yoshi: My room was trashed. I was told I would get my stuff back "eventuallly" but I didn't believe that. How long did it take Kevin Mitnick to get his stuff returned? / [[Yoshi picks up his VIAO]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Surprisingly, they didn't find my VIAO. Guess I hid it better than I thought. Now, to get online and see if I could find out what tipped off the feds. / [[Yoshi is using his VIAO]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Then the least expected thing of all happened.
/ s1r3n's IM: meet me tonight 8264 bishop st. 11:30 s1r3n. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040320.html |
| GPF Archive: Sunday, March 21, 2004 | [[Yoshi climbs out his bedroom window. Music is playing]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Dad grounded me and confined me to my room, but that just made sneaking past them easier. It was duping the feds watching the street that was hard / [[Yoshi rides down the street on his bicycle. A "Diapers" van is conspicuously displayed]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Good thing they were trying to be inconspicuous, 'cause that mean they didn't have many on the stakeout. But I knew some back ways out of the neighborhood. Let 'em watch an empty house. / [[Yoshi rides by a burning barrel]]
/ Yoshi narrating: The address was on the far side of town, not exactly the kind of place a "nice" kid like me goes. It took me a while to find the place. / [[Yoshi parks his bike inside McPherson Junk and surveys the scene]]
/ Yoshi narrating: It was an old junk yard. If it was still in business, I couldn't tell. I looked around until I found an old shack with a light still on. / [[Yoshi peeking through the windows]]
/ Yoshi: I peeked through the windows, but they were so dusty I couldn't see in. My heart was pounding. I had never done anything like this. / [[Yoshi looks inside, through the doorway, at a woman in a revealing leather outfit, looking astounded]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Then..I went inside. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040321.html |
| GPF Archive: Monday, March 22, 2004 | [[Yoshi stands in the doorway, drooling over S1r3n]]
/ Yoshi narrating: I must have stood there, drooling like some anime fanboy or something. I mean, I knew s1r3n was a _chick_, but I never knew she was a _babe_.
/ Yoshi: Gah... / [[S1r3n looks at Yoshi]]
/ Yoshi narrating: Eventually, she snapped me back to reality. I felt like a total gomer.
/ S1r3n: So are you coming in, or are you going to stand there drooling all night? / [[Yoshi looks at s1r3n]]
/ Yoshi: S-sory. Are Y-you...?
/ S1r3n: S1r3n? Yes. And you must be B0r0m1r. / [[S1r3n is revealed to be Trudy, who has cut and bleached her hair]]
/ S1r3n: You and I have a _lot_ to talk about. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040322.html |
| GPF Archive: Tuesday, March 23, 2004 | [[Yoshi is surpriesd while Trudy is smiling]]
/ Yoshi narrating: You look...nothing like I expected.
/ Trudy: Heh. This is all totally new. All part of my "low profile." / [[Trudy has cut her hair and she is adjusting it in a flashback]]
/ Trudy narrating: It was rough, finally cutting and bleaching my hair, but necessary. I had to keep hiding, and this cut makes changing wigs easier. / [[Yoshi looks surprised while Trudy frowns]]
/ Yoshi: So you really _are_ being hunted by the feds...
/ Trudy: The FBI, CIA, UGA, and a bunch of silly acronyms. / [[Yoshi has an ecstatic look on his face while Trudy smiles]]
/ Yoshi: This... is just too... freakin' _cool_...
/ Trudy: Me thinks he's finally starting to thaw out of that shell. http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040323.html |
| GPF Archive: Wednesday, March 24, 2004 | [[Yoshi is seated]]
/ Yoshi: M-my real name is--
/ Trudy: I already know your name, Yoshi. But you don't need to know mine, for your own protection. / [[Trudy bends down and has a desperate expression on her face]]
/ Yoshi: Why did you want to meet me then?
/ Trudy: I need your help. I need your skills to get me out of a jam, and only _you_ have the smarts to do it. / Trudy: I know all about how the FBI grilled you today and confiscated your stuff. You and I are kindred spirits, both persecuted by "the man," B0r0m1r,. You _have_ to help me. / [[Yoshi looks as though he is pondering the situation while Trudy grins and slips off her jacket]]
/ Yoshi: I... I don't know... I mean, I've done a few things that are _technically_ illegal, but nothing _big_...
/ Trudy: Then maybe I can make it worth your while... http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040324.html |
| GPF Archive: Thursday, March 25, 2004 | [[Trudy has taken off her jacket, and reveals most of her back]]
/ Trudy: Do you have a lot of _experience_ with women, B0r0m1r?
/ Yoshi: Er... n-no... / [[Trudy leans forward, onto Yoshi]]
/ Trudy: You know... we could _change_ all that. I know a thing or three I'm sure I could teach you.
/ Yoshi: _R-really?!_ / [[Trudy smiles as Yoshi looks down, big drops of sweat coming upwards]]
/ Trudy: We could start with something simple and work up to something _harder_. I'm sure that eventually, you'll get to the main _thrust_. / [[Yoshi and Trudy are face to face. Trudy is scowling]]
/ Yoshi: B-b-but you're so... so... _old_...
/ Trudy: You are determined to make this difficult, aren't you...? http://www.gpf-comics.com/d/20040325.html |
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