Generic Mission Note

Oh god. There's about five seconds before this carton of rancid milk explodes in my face, so lets be snappy.

I'm P.J. and I'm an exterminator for M.A.A.S.H.A.A (Mostly annoying astropeople, sharks, hamsters, and alien ants) Hamsters are a REALLY big problem in space. Get a pack of em' floating around....messin with stuff...I'm not putting up with that crap!

But the real trouble comes from Space Sharks; angstie mutated sharks fueled by generic evil forces with a hunger for BLOOD, or blue slurpy, I forgot. gang of them stole my mother when I was born. Something about her spawning the end of humanity or something.

Damn, time's up.....*splurch*