oh fuck wait if the drones can talk i know where we're heading:
Tom opened one eye at the window and groaned.
"John MADDEN! John MADDEN!" "Nine nine nine, nine nine nine -" "Aieou!" "Uuuuuuuuuuu-"
Five o'clock. Five o'clock in the morning, and the drones had already started singing.
"John MADDEN!" "Football!" "Nine nine nine -"
Tom put his pillow over his head and screamed into it. He always hated Moonbase Alpha season.
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