I think I think she's gone off the rails a little bit. HE MUMBLES I mean, she's been on her own for a long time. You know, I mean YORK MUMBLES in retrospect YORK MUMBLES I don't think she's very well. The lights! The lights! Noooo! I'd just like to say on behalf of me and my crew, and all your loved ones back in Blighty, just for the record - attagirl! CALMLY: They're in my head. I am Commander Michael Henderson of the HMS Camden Lock. You know, she won the Earth to Mars race aged 13 in a ship her dad built from an old Land Rover.Ĭommencify! RULE BRITANNIA PLAYS Airscreen on. Why don't we surprise her? 20 laser salute! A pointless indulgence! She'll love it! Pull alongside. She won't have seen a British soul in two years. Zer Stop! That's Clare Winchester! The round the galaxy solo spacewoman! Oh, her.
Therefore come out of your ship with at least two years' VAT receipts or die. We are authorised by HM Customs and Excise to use maximum force. Hi there! Just sorry, are you smuggling? Because you shouldn't, drugs are bad, so can you stop? Give me that. Teal, why don't you do the contact? Airscreen, visualate! Hello. What are the nay-sayers saying now, Mr York? Not nay, is it? I think it's yay.īig yellow fannysplash! Oh, this, this on the bridge. Stand on your head and wank down your nose. Just drink plenty of water, make sure you've got a loaf of bread for the comedown, and you're fine. Initially it gets you what they call "high", and then about a week later you think you are your own teeth. There's no room for ego in the fight against the menace of the spectre of drugs. Like the worm that loves the robin that sups upon its marrow. Utterly futile! We patrol the same boxes over and over again.Īnd for what? Nothing! And why? Because Denmark has all the good boxes! It's a joint operation, York.īut they choose their boxes, and so they get all the spoils, all the plaudits. Guys, can you all give your consoles a good wipe. OK, then, what's that? It's a bit of a Malteser. Seriously guys, I do not want to go back to labelling all my pens. They'll be snared in the British net like bad mackerel. Has anybody seen my pen? It's green with sparkles. Missing Earth weather? Get down to level nine for wind week.įind out which one at wind week, on level nine.
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