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Space Poo!

I was asking Tod whether all those manned space flights were ejecting pee and poo into space ... whether there's a layer of sewage in near orbit around the planet ... whether these pockets of poo, traveling in weightless, frictionless space, might present a hazard to satellites and future manned space flights.

Sir, radar is showing a spread of frozen poo hurtling toward us at 712 meters per second, I suggest we take immediate evasive action.

Red Alert! Raise shields! Ensign, hard to port!

Tod said that we bring our poo back with us, to avoid polluting. Now there's a souvenir to treasure. Space Poo!

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