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

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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!

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