Watching Johnson fall away, we decided there was going to be a new First Rule of Cometary Piracy: never step onto the surface of a spun comet without gravboots.
Donkey, when is this being released?
JD, sounds tropical, mind if read?
The battle for the fate of the world began with a robbery. Or The day my world ended I woke up in a tutu.
Shelma would later recall, at the board of inquiry, that she was ten minutes from the end of a long and uneventful shift at the helm of the Solar Wind in deep space when the ship's AI announced that life signs for all but two of the crew had just terminated.
I like to haggle with these traveling merchants before the band robs them--it keeps my tongue sharp should I ever rejoin society, and adds to their surprise.
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