Attention SpacePort Security Personnel:
Follow standard procedure.
Make note of environs.
Be ready for anything.
Help SpacePort Dock Loaders if necessary.
The DRAC's Powersuit lay in smokin' ruin. The pilot tried to punch through
the carriage to get out. But it was too late, all there was an deathly
silence. A ghastly, ungodly silence.
I was given a potato and told to dispose of it. I did so by singing Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star. When that failed, I simply applied a laser cannon to it.
DEATH TO POTATOES