The A/C in my funnel suite is working perfectly, you sweaty lot are barred from even approaching the door otherwise I will turn the fire hose on each of you. If sweltering in the unexpected heat I would respectfully suggest open the porthole and stick the air scoop I kindly provided into the wind. Beware of heat exhaustion, which I know is a rarity for you deckie type persons. The first sign is the sweat runs down the shuck of your ars* (ask ES he will translate) be advised you are NOT melting merely discharging excess moisture via the stern orifice or should that be oriffi (must check with Varley the correct terminology from his lexicon)
Be advised situation is normal in Norn Iron... its pissing with rain here as usual
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Anything God didn't create was made by engineers.
I try so hard to make things idiot proof but they keep making better idiots
