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[Phil S. Custard]

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Real or faked, I didnt care. I remembered now. It was just too funny. I was already dressed for my role, and out of the ship before the landing braces stopped vibrating. My arm in the cast throbbed when I moved it, the black and blue marks on my chest were turning gorgeous shades of violet and gold, but my headache was almost gone. Get the Communications Officer in here at once, I shouted at the intercom. While out here we get a miserable consignment of a few robot brains and some control circuitry. I broke the point off my stylus and growled at him not to repeat any of thismessage, as it was classified, and I would personally see him shot if he did.