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05/06/2021
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NeoChomik
who gives a hoot?
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SNORT!!!!...COUGH...COUGH...
Transcript:
Captain’s log: star date, one is the loneliest number - I am now fully convinced that science officer Spork is alive and well. The expedition to recover his rotting corpse is about to be underway…
I can’t believe you Tom: agreeing to take on this futile journey for a mere pittance.
Barns, the quality of mercy is not strained - and as we all know, mercy is short for mercenary.
But how could we possibly track down Spork, dead or alive? He could be anywhere in the galaxy!
That’s what we have our brilliant ship’s engineer Scratchy for. Scratchy!
All aboard! Train leaving track five for Anaheim, Azusa and Cu-camonga!
Scratchy, we need you to pinpoint Sporks location.
Okely, dokely, doo chief!
I don’t know why, but I always assumed Scratchy was Scotish.
Everyone does...weird. No, he’s from a small town in the States known as Hooterville.
Hootsersville?