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gridloreIt just hit me.
My lungs are filled with fluid. My throat has active colonies of yeast. The conclusion is obvious!
Ensign Wheatbiscuit is running a brewery! Obviously trying to finance a scheme to get more access to the Control Room and shiny, candy-like Solid Waste Shunt lever.
On one hand, the fiend must be stopped. On the other, self-generating beer would be cool and quite a time and money saver!
My lungs are filled with fluid. My throat has active colonies of yeast. The conclusion is obvious!
Ensign Wheatbiscuit is running a brewery! Obviously trying to finance a scheme to get more access to the Control Room and shiny, candy-like Solid Waste Shunt lever.
On one hand, the fiend must be stopped. On the other, self-generating beer would be cool and quite a time and money saver!
