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| Excuse me, sir. I'm new to this planet, and interested in making acquaintences. My name's Zerxon. May I inquire as to yours? | |
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| Uh, if you'll excuse me I'll just be -- running for my life! | |
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| I'll just back away slowly, slowly. | |
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| Hmm, I'm not experiencing the level of success I was expecting. Perhaps my befriendenator's on the fritz. | |
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| Yes, I have millions of your Earth dollars. | |
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| Then we can be friends all night, you sexy grey thang. | |
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