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I am sorry to come so late to the campaign... I was away on the planet Triskellion, using my KodaChrone retro-relative live replay hypercam to unilaterally build my war chest (ie, gambling on thrall contests from the day before), which is why I couldn't get back until now.
Therefore, I have/would/will like to pledge half of my entire winnings, 480,000,000 Quatloos, to the pshrynk campaign! (The other half is/was/will be bet on pshrynk to win in '04, decided in multiple elimination encompassing all other realities where the montsmags party has not yet been declared an agent of entropy and de-initialized).
And don't worry: If that uppity bunch from parallel universe P-26364 somehow gets word and tries to disrupt things with a giant asteroid aimed at Earth a few-score million years ago, the fallout from which will disrupt time travel on the planet for the next few millennia at least, I've already taken the liberty to secure a retreat on a quiet planet on the Inner Arm, complete with serv-bots hard-wired to implode if they learn to comprehend, or even hear, the words "revolt," "anarchy," "Attica," or "mayonnaise."
pshrynk, pshrynk, went, gone, go!
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