A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

Phyllisitations!

It is the Eve of Life Day and all through the Mynock.

Spirits are soaring, like trash from the airlock.

The orb has been dragged from the escape pod and polished with care.

Back to Lynn and Lennox successfully hid Trist's porn chair.

Tony and Tamlin scrub the floors with glee, while Nemo puts the final touches on the Life Day tree.

However, aboard this small vessel, all is not well,

which is why this narrator has a story to tell.

Though many in this crew merrily persist, they do so gift exchange for life day. For life day?

You know what I don't want to do the gift exchange for Life Day.

But it's not about you, is it, though?

I'm so sick of your stupid Life Day, okay?

The Ring doesn't believe in Life Day.

Nothing that you guys could say or do whatever convinced me that life day is important.

So I'm going to bed!

It's two in the afternoon.

Well, I'm already drunk.. Okay but Trist you drew Tamlin. You drew Tamlin from the

hat you can't go to bed. We have to do the gift exchange because you're the one giving Taman a gift.

You know what you can tell Tamblin back to?

Tell Tamblin there's no such thing as Life Day.

And there's no such thing as gifts.

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