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28/05/2021
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NeoChomik
It's not flying, it's falling out of style
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Faved!...if I could...
Love it!
Transcript:
Captain’s log: star date, lovely bunch of ripe banana - tensions have escalated to the point of violence. Spork’s mother has threatened a member of my crew on my ship...mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!
Calm down maam! Killing a nonentity is not going to bring your son back!
I am so an entity!
Then you bring my son back!
I’m a doctor, not a necromancer!
You try to romance my neck and you’ll get your beak served to you on a platter buster!
I mean your son is dead. I can’t bring people back to life!
My son is not dead; he found a way to survive; I know he did!
He was fired into space in what was essentially a particle board box painted in high gloss. He was a remarkable fellow but he was by no means magical.
Meanwhile...
Wow E.T., you really are magical!
Me? I thought you were doing this.