Jezikara of Mars was happy to supply her

Jezikara of Mars was happy to supply her customers with poly-dichloric-euthynol (or "youf-n-all" as the AtaviChavs of Tharsis Ridge liked to call it). If it was illegal on Earth,

her Mars Costco had it in bulk. A winged cephalopod dropped a metric ton of unpasteurized cheese on the counter. "A fine choice, sir," said Jezikara. But the creature pulled out a

Jovian system Costco card. "I'm afraid we can't accept this card. It's only valid beyond the Asteroid belt." said Jezikara. The winged cephalopod turned violent pink

albino-crusher. I said, "I thought these Costco cards were good at any local branch." Jezikara flew close to my face and said, "that's business membership." The Jovian system was

silly and unused anywhere else in the world but here. I still didn't NEED to employ it, but it was an ugly bit of ambiance. Unlike that pretty calender. Such a cute and soft

frilly little thing. Anyone who is anyone has one. That's what all the top advertising agencies said and they were fighting for my business. "We'll make you

rich. So rich you could bathe in 100 dollar bills and wear golden underwear.All you have to do is trust us to advertise your business, we'll handle all the details." It was to good

to be true. So i took the offer right away and

jump in to it. then one thing suprise me at that point. i found out