The Buckets by Greg Cravens for February 15, 2015
Transcript:
My teacher gave me a paper you have to sign* Ok. Gimme. *At some point in the past, I was given a responsibility, the importance of which escaped me. event horizon stuff waste oddly, a paper on archaeology ruins dregs junk detritus litter fragments debris scree dross last usable space Well... It's in my backpack...*So? *It's gone. Irretrievable. Please, shield me from the consequences of my an action.
The archaeology paper is a nice touch.