You know I seldom complain, Gilbert, but I simply cannot restrain myself any longer. That odious man, that upstart from the Pomeranian backwoods, Reinhard, has been making personal remarks about me.
I have been reviewing my chapter about MANNERS IN OUTER SPACE in my book, ETIQUETTE ABOARD, and I think the book is now sufficiently heavy for you to use it to inflict some nasty damage on him.
PS. The Captain could use a good bashing also. He looks a little strange today. Perhaps it's the wine.
