Jay "Couch" Chrysler

>"On whos authority?"
>"Cheif of navigation or first officer, take your pick!"
<END SNIP>
"Chief of Navigation, or First Officer." Dean thought.
"Cheif of Navigation, or First Officer."
"It's tricky." agreed Lomaz.
"Highly so."
"Ah! Cunning Plan!" said Dean, "I'll clean all the Starbugs in the old
disused landing bay. There aren't any there!"
"Fantatic." agreed Lomaz,
"Right," said Dean, counting 3, 2, 1, down on his fingers. "I'm off duty,
where's the pub?"
"Actually, I've heard of something more exciting. Whilst you were finding
the handbrake, me and Alota were discussing this alien ship. Who says we go
have a butchers?"
"Sounds good." said Dean.
"Let's go." said Alota, getting out of teh chair and moving towards the
door, only to be convronted with Jay, holding some oil-stained flowers.
"JAY! COUCH! NOW!" she yelled, before turning to the others and saying "you
coming?"
"Yes ma'am." said Dean, smiling at Jay as he walked past the forlorn pilot.
Dean "Not so Muppet now eh?" Thomas
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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