Monday, August 9, 2010
"That's it, I'm out of the P.I. business for good this time. That woman bird-dogged me into picking up her stolen artifacts, and now she thinks she can pick the drives off my corpse after the syndicate runs through me? Sorry about your luck, lady, but this isn't my first time at the rodeo! I got a better idea. Disk drive? Meet Mr. Magnet. All this fuss over a drive, it's probably just porn, forty-nine out of fifty prewar drives are just porn, and I'm willing to play the odds that 'wikipedia' is no different."