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I'm sittin' bored in a belt mindin' my own business when i suddenly remembered this system, it was this system no doubt about it this was the same one so many years ago and these belts ahh the youthful young flyin' our Corsair pocketrockets, sniffin' Ohaze and actin' like idiots racing among the rocks teasing the sansha, yep these were the belts, the lazy rocks where victoria and i carved out initials after she had finally succumbed to my lumbering attempts to get into her pants oh vicky where in the spread of the u are you now angel, probably spreadin' it for who knows who and carvin' your initials on rocks all over the spread eagled legs of the stars i bet that's how i imagine it anyway. lazy hazy days and here i am now a capsuleer sittin' alone waiting for those self same sansha to come along soi can blow 'em to kingdom come and collect the bounties and lootz and haul my meager ass along long enough to afford to replace that goddamn battleship... what's that? i musta bumped the self-destruct by mistake, goddamn it all, head in the clou...