It was Lister, one of the last humans, if not the last human, left in his personal timeline. He was a noble sort, deep down. Always ready to help a mate out, or put the boot to trouble or even unsort a transport robot with a bad motivator. Though he may smell a bit, Lister is the type of man you'd want in your corner in a pinch. Except now. For now, Lister was dead drunk. It was a wonder he was still upright. "Hey, babes!" he said the men in the group. "Fancy a rargle bargle?" He patted his own bum, waved his left arm around randomly and turned several different colors in a row. Everyone present, Lister included, wondered if he was going to throw up or die or both.
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