Comm ID: Brakelatabasaasta
Transmit to: Onka-Tonka! (Honky tonk?)
My rusty old can is only my mobile home. For most of the time, I keep it parked in my lot at the trailer park. I decided not to sell my dumpster; too many memories there... like the time I actually succeeded in eating an entire sandwich using only my feet! Ah, good times.
I switch back and forth between homes, 'cause the each have their perks. I have a fridge and a working lightbulb in my dumpster, but I have a real bathroom (with a hole in the floor 'n everything!) in my mobile home. For the most part, I fly in Bert, my Starblazer. Bert's been acting kinda funny lately, though. He starts getting all whiny when I fly too close to a trade lane, and he gives aff this high-pitched squeal when we're actually in the lane. I tell him he's being a bad boy, and he won't get his cookies if he keeps behaving badly, but he won't listen.
So anyway, that's why I'm flying my mobile home more often these days. Sure, it's not as fun as flying Bert, but it's still flying. I seem to meet the most interesting people up above the sky, so I try to fly as often as I can.
As for what I'm on... well, right now I'm sitting on a stack of newspapers. So you can have the Sports Section and the Front Page, and I'll keep the Life Section and the Circulars with all the funny coupons. Deal?