The General tapped his feet UNDERNEATH the table. His report on Project QUASAR was overdue. A wave of relief washed over him; the specialist entered the room.
"HOORAY!" the General exclaimed, evidenced by the exclamation point. "I have FAITH that you're the RIGHT man for the job. Just PLUNK yourself down right here. At the rate we are paying to PURCHASE your SUPPORT, we have no time to spare."
"Just the OPPOSITE is true," Evil Editor said. "My skills are so advanced that we will complete this exer
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