PHYSICIST SLOTIN (manipulating the two hemispheres of the bomb at a table): Come closer. Watch me tickle the Dragon's tail

Peri handed Ptolemy his helmet. It had a crest on it, which she always thought looked quintessentially Roman.

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Fathers, have a powwow with your little ones. You may begin with an Erma Bombeckian experience: Dad, the dog's in the kitchen! Get his paws out of there. Mom has to eat that! Where's the chili sauce? Don't you dare bleed on Mom's breakfast!