"If you want me to believe that thing works," she said, "turn yourself into a centaur!"
"A what?"
"You heard me. A centaur. Half boyfriend, half horse. Four legs and a tail. Brown coat, white-spotted hindquarters, and the tail matches your hair. Black hooves, and I want one white stocking on your left foreleg. You pull that off, and I'll believe you have a transformation gun. Otherwise, I'm outta here."
Jim frowned. "Uh... sure... wait just a moment." He bent down over the controls of the ray gun and began fiddling with them.
Mon Mar 30 16:44:13 2009