[Billthedrill]

Laurie sighed as she sat back, herbal cigarette between her ruby-hued lips. The earth had moved, the sky had thundered, and her new lover now slumbered peacefully beside her. Gone were her agonies over unfaithful, unappreciative minor imperial functionaries, gone the heartbreak of unrequited love, gone (mostly) were the glutinous bits of Poopsie that clung to her cashmere sweater like festering organic dingleberries. She was at peace. Snuggling close into the welcoming arms of her Anu'udrian studmuffin, she reflected that a properly lived life did, at last, reward the righteous with paens of bliss, and that when they awoke, refreshed, she and Andy would find MasterGeek and his truculent friends and deposit a lithium fusion missile where the triple suns of Altair don't shine...

[Chancellor Palpatine]

MasterGeek braced himself for the task coming in just a few hours, chugging half a bottle of whiskey, and smoking a pack of filterless camels while poring over charts and diagrams.

"Just one damned weakness, and I'll be able to kick back, relax, and enjoy a good threesome before writing that letter to 'Penthouse Forum'".