Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for November 09, 2009
Rip: So how about it, are we a couple again? Cobra: Uh - no way! Rip: Great beca - what? Why not? Cobra: You have one bad date, and you come crawling back to me. You're like a little boy running to his mother with a skinned knee. Rip: I only ran to my mother for knife and/or shrapnel wounds. Cobra: Potato, potahto.