Hey, you’re in the bunker with Balthar. Your sweet Teutonic ride is right outside.
For about 5 minutes, Jane was going to stay behind to finish her book, and I had her yanking you inside the bunker. Then when Chris decided she’d probably choose to go to Mars, I had her shove you inside on her way to the ladder.
Ok, sounds good. My girlfriend has been on tour and she’s forbidden me from disappearing into space for the first few weeks she’s back so I think I probably won’t do anything until after the holidays.
Now, where’s that bloody rocket? Where the hell is ToeStubber or whatever the hell is bloody name is? Where are my sodding keys? And who on earth keyed the Munster??!
People, one more burst of trouser applause for the creative aspirations behind The Man, The Whiff, The Legendary creator of SHITGO, the one and only, Donald Petersen!