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The space-auditor was on my case..
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| Hmm...according to our records you seem to have made EIGHTEEN unauthorised inter-galctic phone calls during your last mission.. | |
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He really had me on the ropes..
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| Furthermore, an unusual amount of space-alcohol was mssing from the ship's dispensary | |
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He just wouldn't understand..
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| How do you explain these anomalies? | |
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| if only they'd let me take the monkey.. | |
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