no, this is not the clumsy abe, but his descendant.
*sligs patrolling deserts on hover pads
with slogs in the back part waiting to be released*
"sir...where are we going?" said the slig.
---meanwhile---
"excellent, just the parts we need...our shuttle should be
finished by tomorrow morning...then, we can go to the big well...
we can build a new fort, and go back and forth..." said the general.later that night, when the shuttle was finished, it was stocked up."let's go."said the general. "but, its night! its too dark!"said Mr. D. "the shuttle has lights! and, besides, by tomorrow, sligs will surround us and KILL us... its too late for
prison.they know that I know how to escape."said the general.
---on the shuttle---
*butch piloting shuttle, and the LT. on turrets patroling*
"we're here."said butch.
