"Their wars go on until whatever is the prank of choice becomes a priceless commodity. Could be any damn thing: whoopie cushions, rocket boosters, firecrackers, grease paint, whatever the hell. Both sides sink their planetary economies into Total Prank War and drive themselves straight into a massive market depression."
"Not that the Annelids give a shit. They just think it's funny. But it's kept the Krylians screwed for the better part of five centuries."
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:20 am (UTC)"Their wars go on until whatever is the prank of choice becomes a priceless commodity. Could be any damn thing: whoopie cushions, rocket boosters, firecrackers, grease paint, whatever the hell. Both sides sink their planetary economies into Total Prank War and drive themselves straight into a massive market depression."
"Not that the Annelids give a shit. They just think it's funny. But it's kept the Krylians screwed for the better part of five centuries."