"What's the great assignment today," asked Luke.
"Looks like we're going to Darthria to do some pruning," replied Jackson, making air quotes around the word pruning.
"Great, so we're going to fly off to another ass backwards planet and shoot the hell out of any intelligent life so our colonists can arrive after the clean up crew finishes picking up the sticky mess."
"Yep, pretty much," said Jackson as he adjusted his SmartFoam battle suit. "But you already knew that and just wanted to rant, right?"
Luke shot him a dirty look as he checked the clasps on his boots. You just think you're so smart, don't you, he thougth. "Yeah, I knew it already. Doesn't mean I haven't gotten bored of it."