TAZ Message Dump

[Mr_3ppozz]

Transmission to: TAZ,
Comm. ID: Ricky Ross and Amnezia Haze
Location: Luxury Liner Golden.Greenleaf
To: Them others

First of, lets welcome our new cabbage Blivet, you are welcome aboard the Golden.Greenleaf anytime.

I'll start first, Amni here, my ship is currently undergoin' repairs in New York, I'm enjoying myself pretty good in the shopping malls but it's a tad too crowded if you ask me. I've had my hair done, nails polished, back massaged, skin cleansed and my lips waxed. It's time those technicians start hurrying up, im allmost out of flax and I'm getting sick and tired of all those people around me. Ooh, yes before i forget, I'll keep my hands of them shady goods.

*Get away, now its my turn... YES i know!! Allright dear, I'll walk the dog, but first let me talk to them fellers now will ya..*

Sorry for that folks, but she's getting a temper from hanging about in Liberty space. I would like to inform that the Golden.Greenleaf is producing large quantaties of the famous green. These shipments will all be stored on Gran Canaria and will be free for the taking since i can't sell it. I've been to Bafflin to check on the floatin' crystals there, but no red or yellow ones for the taking. Malaclypse, if you're listining, let's pick a point in space where our lines will cross. A nice, shiny vortex would be a pleasant addition to my allready flourishing plantation. I ran out of Kallisti seeds but our Golden.Green experiment is going well, the plants look beautifull and the stuff smacks you in the face when you least expect it. I'll try and pick-up as much of them "One-Day Visitors" as i can, but my hold can only hold so much "potion".

*Dear I'm done, you have anything to say? **Yes, hang on, be right there** *

Boy's its been a pleasure, hope we all meet soon, cus i never see any of you around.

***In stereo***

Bye bye you old cabbage's we be smokin' them greens for ya

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