While meandering in the kitchen, making a drokking strong cup of coffee, the fear inspiring KING-SLAY1 charged over and ordered my immediate cleaning of his empty milk bottle as he was running late for his daily bellowing. Leaving a collection of trembling droids in his wake he shouted something about how I shouldn't worry as my contract had been rewritten to include potwashing - effective immediately - as a way to quantify my existence.
Coffee was nice though...
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