Seems I’ve slowed down a bit with the pages lately – Sorry ’bout that… But only two more pages before the U-115 sets sail in it’s new, somewhat sub-par mission… Meanwhile, Katz, who has no regard for our societal foibles and delusions, seemingly has found a way to steal something that only notionally exists…
Ah, the thought plickens… So the U-Boat crew, long condemned to a diet of moldy ships biscuit, grain weevils and occasional deep-frozen dino eggs, is now to be inveigled and bribed with such modern delicacies as grease-fried potato bits, reconstituted corn puffs, hydroxylated flourozinkogrammistan and sugar… lots of sugar…
WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT!
Wait until they get into cryptid currency from the Bank of Sasquatch.
“SUB-par,” is that a pun? It makes my brain hurt!
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