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As the astronaughts fought against solar winds, alien desperados, and sentient a

steroid fascists, they began to lose all hope. When they had finally reached the
last Big Mac rations that were prepared for their nine year long voyage, the fa
bled rings of saturn emerged out of the cosmic dust that had shrouded the planet
since the galactic collision two decades ago.
"Gadzooks," uttered the captain, mouth hanging open in astonishment. "Get us to
the parsectoothlec ring, helmsman. We need to get in and harvest that sweet Satu
rn Sugar.