"Not one penny..."!!!
My Precious vanished...
My Precious!
and then...
Kidnapped! Thieves!
desperate times indeed.
But the ass. made one critical mistake..
while they were distracted by some science bits, it being proposal season, you know, they left their lair unguarded, and our superbly NASA-trained team of astro ninjas carried out a successful extraction!
They'll now just have to take their chances in the NSF and ROSES lottery like everyone else.
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