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To seek out new life and new bars. Yes, to seek out new drinks! How are you feeling this morning? I think I had one too many Denuvian brandies last night. Get up to the bridge. The ship is spinning out of control. I saw the helmsman coming out of the bar earlier. Looked like he had one too many Red Martians. The engines are making funny noises. I think if you examine the engineer, you'll find a mickey of Solarian scotch on his person. We'll never make it to the party planet if this keeps up. Calm down. Here. Let me pour you a drink. |
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Sunday, December 30, 2012
Sauced in Space
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