Besides being fed up with even having my Labskaus meals swimming in tomato juice, I am strictly against races in space.
It is me, who is asked to provide our captain with rum during the race.
It is my beautiful V2 rocket, getting dents from the empty bottles, with which our captain litters the racing course.
Piaf, get the bottle of castor oil from my cabin, and pour a generous amount into His Magnificence's tomato wine, just before the race starts.
