re : Phils plans go forward....

 
Phil FeBuggure
JMC Blue  Dwarf, Promande
Space Date : 6/9/2100
Time : 1235 hours
 
Phill strolled along the prominade, whistling to himself. He was rather hoping to meet this new doctor and discuss his "Bad JooJoo." (Actually that was a lie, Phil wanted to get his hands on a powerful haluogenic from Earth called "Magic Milk", made from those cows that float in the air on those adverts, but thats beside the point). As he walked he thought about the various events of the day. His log being craked by Harris(Who was now wondering why he called him the captain).
Donover was questioned, as per THE PLAN(Notice the capitals. A small hint there peeps). By now the envelope should be in posseion of Smegg. Things were going as they allways had(were going to, have happened. Temporal verbs allways gave Phil a headache, so he kept to the past tense)
 
Phil had another guilt trip(the first for over 256 years) about the course of THE PLAN, but he then remebered Space Corp Directive 12342.3 which either meant :
a) Anyone caught in a timeloop more then 20 times is permitted to use ANY means they deam neccasary to escape.
or
b) Goats may only be sacrified to Cthulu Bizmarak, 5th overload of hell, regent of the netherworld, Duke of Pain, Baron of Dispair and Council Commetie memeber on ingrowing toenails and eater of children, if HP sauce is used and a donation is made to the JMC memrorial fund.
 
 
However, before he planned to vist Josh, he quickly looked down at his watch. Ahh, he though to himself. It's going to happen soon and began to count down the seconds. For some bizzare reason, the image of a ice pack and what it was being used for made Phil laugh, quite loudly. He looked at his watch again, and this time directed he gaze up and towards the shopping area. Any moment now....
 
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NOW!............................................