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A weekly rummage in the attic of sci-fi

Oh, they were fiends, those Daleks. Utter fiends. Not content with stealing the Earth's magnetic core in 2150 AD, they also came for our kids with their candy fags. "GO ON, SON-NY," they croaked. "HAVE YER-SELF A CRAF-TY GAS-PER." The very definition of evil.