Ron's Brain

Cool.. Well.. make sure ya don't pull a Cohoon and panic cause you havn't had a job in 2 weeks and then take some crappy job and move to Tennessee. Cause that would mean that you're still suffering from Cohoon Radiation Sickness.. seeing as you had all that exposure in a enclosed space over the span of a few years.

Is that how we met? It doesn't quite sound familiar, but then again, it was thousands of years ago.

Well, that's how I was introduced to you. We probably got to know each other better in Mr. Peter's geometry class.

Ahh yes... We sure did torture that poor bastard. Tortured him with our intellect!

So, if that's how we met, then how did I meet Marcus? I don't remember, but I blame Dave.

It was more than likely through Dave. How Marcus knew Dave is a bit of a mystery, though. They may have had a class together or something.

Actually, I knew of Dave through a mutual friend of Ron and mine named A. Wolf. She dated Dave... actually, I think she settled for Dave after Ron told her that he would date her if she put lighter fluid on her lips and set them aflame. Years later, I was driving with a friend and saw Dave, circa long hair, wandering down Brown street with a black trenchcoat on in 80 degree weather. We picked him up and suddenly realized that he smelled like a twenty day ferment of Scrotum Sweat no. 9. Haven't been able to get rid of the smell, or Dave, since.