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Jun 26, 2006 23:24

[Congratulatory note, Private nonetheless]

Went in for a drink today at the hangar, just minding my own business, right?

Got three blokes practically begging to get stuff shipped cross-country. Three! Hah. Those assholes thought I'd be crawling back within the year, two tops. Well, it is tops, you bleeding load of airy-faries! Soon enough, I'll be snaking the entire market out from under the lazy, pinching bastards, at which point I'll only be worryin' 'bout getting stabbed in the frontwise. Smooth sailing, as the actress said to the bishop.

This calls for a pint. 'Scuse me while I continue wallowing in my success.

[Riotous Party with Crew]

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