'sho, I wash in Kusari wit Tradin'Sheb, like? Ann' I wash going to Canaria, aight?
An den dere was this flying toaster, inna Zhoner Fearlessh! He shased me to New Tokyo, where a shmall defense forshe showed up as a reshponse to my mayadayadays.
He shot my 'ol bird right up an' I crashed here on New Tokyo. Now awating tow servishe and checking out the ship pot'n'wine storesh together with me crew.
John Johnson - Master of Synth.Foods-Convoy|049
Hans Adler - Synth Foods escort wing