Burt was tired of taking his family out to the asteroids for a picnic every week-end. But with a wife and two spoiled brats to goad him into the regular routine, what could a man do? Only, as it turned out, this particular picnic wasn't quite regular routine! Burt reached out for the stud that would fire the fore-rockets, but a small white hand already rested on the button.…
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