Scott is random

Insert tab A into slot B and shake vigorously

Scott does not enjoy his training course

If the rest of the course goes as slowly as this morning I will either explode or mutate into a giant enraged radioactive beaver and destroy Tokyo

Scott the mad scientist

Its alive! *cackles* Take that society of mad scientists, you who told me the monster would never rise from its bed! You have all been proved to be the hacks you always were! Now cower as I unleash the beast upon you all!

Scott has a day off

Scott:
i don't have to work this friday. yay me! *does happy lazy friday dance*

Michelle:
*throws large heavy object at Scott*

Scott:
*scott's dancing produces unpredictable and random gyrations, thus making targetting impossible. its almost as if he breaks the laws of physics.*

Michelle:
*sets Scotty onto Scott to stop him breaking the laws of physics*

James:
-2 to hit, -4 to AC

Scott might have a pope hat

Scott:
because i shy, my pope hats are not for publicness

Rebecca:
I wasn't asking if you were going to wear it publically

Scott:
hmmm, i read that as pubically first

Rebecca:
and you say *I* have a one track mind.
You could wear it pubically too if you like

Scott:
no, that would be disturbing.
"look! my willy is the pope! yay pope willy the 3rd!"

Scott and the private sector

Rebecca:
I've worked as a public servant for too long. These things matter little to us and the private sector is a whole new world

Scott:
Private sector? Is that the bit on the map that says here be dragons?

Rebecca:
yeah that one... I might stray there in the future and set off to bravely explore where few have explored before

Scott:
Eeek! Don't forget to wear your special private sector chainmail underwear when you do.