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As I broke my way into old engineer's room, I found him offensively snoring, unaware of our good fortune. I grabbed old geezer's shoulder and started to shake mercilessly.
- What happened, - the engineer asked me, owlishly blinking at his pocket watch, which showed two past midnight.
- The screws! - I yelled, - we will be getting the screws!!!
In a moment old clipper started to shake, as we hugged and started a jig, him leading. (c) Heart of Darkness (quoted loosely from memory)
Only a person that was stuck for two months in a jungle, till the officials will finally bother to send him A4 screws, for ship repairs, will understand my joy.
My denture credits!!!! My denture credits!!! I am finally getting patients that want dentures!!!!
Oh, the joy! The joy!