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August 15, 2007
Jim: Love On The Rocks
“You can’t do this to me! I’m a Belt citizen.”
“Shut up, you! Here’s another one, Sarge.”
“What charge, Trooper?”
“Unlicensed brothel inside Sappho.”
“Hey! You can’t talk that way about my nieces! They’re all nice girls.”
“I said to shut up! Here’s my report.”
“Hmmm. Looks like there’s a lot of racial diversity in your family.”
“My uncles got around.”
“That wasn’t a question. But here’s one. How do you explain the sex androids?”
“Er… Personal use?”
“And the ones programmed for mutant physiques?”
“I want to talk to a lawyer.”
“I figured you would. Lock him up, Trooper.”
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