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gridloreEnsign Pomeroy Wheatbiscuit III is back, and he's been into the cooking sherry. The little bastard showed up yesterday while I was on the road, turning my day into an exercise in racing for locations where I knew I could access the miracles of modern plumbing.
After getting little to no sleep last night, I called in... only to learn that about half the drivers are sick today.
After getting little to no sleep last night, I called in... only to learn that about half the drivers are sick today.
