January 6th, 2007



As he rummaged through their weekly eBay purchases of purported alien artefacts, Owen let out a whoop and hefted a large metallic object onto his shoulder. "I always wanted a BFG."

Tosh and Gwen looked at him blankly. It wasn't an acronym they weren't familiar without outside of literature.

"Come off it. Big fucking gun? Surely you've heard the term before."

"Not everyone wasted their youth playing video games." Jack took the object from Owen and expertly ran his fingers over the controls, changing it's appearance considerably. "And it's not a weapon. It's the Telaxomi equivalent of a pooper scooper."


tw100challenge #8: roald dahl titles: the bfg