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Mr. Wonderful
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| Astro-Chicken, commence auto-destruct sequence. | |
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| I'm tired of living. I'm ending it all, and taking the entire crew with me. So you'd better go pray to your chicken gods, or whatever. | |
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| Chickens don't have gods, Tex...chickens don't have gods. | |
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| I understand we're exploding in five minutes because you're depressed. Anything you'd care to talk about? | |
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| I got a "Dear Tex" letter from muh gal, Sally June. She's leavin' me fer a dentist. A gol-durn DENTIST! | |
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| There's no shame in that, Tex. Dentists are manly, virile beasts. Women are always at the mercy of their irresistible masculinity. | |
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| Aren't you the ship's dentist? | |
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| O Chicken Gods, if there are indeed Chicken Gods, please hear my fervent prayer and save me from getting blown up! | |
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| Chickens don't have gods, Astro-Chicken, because they are godless heathens. Ducks, however, have dozens of gods, and I am Quackus, King of the Duck Gods. | |
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| O Quackus, King of the Duck Gods! Please save me from getting blown up! | |
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| Sorry, I just dropped in to see if there were any ducks on the ship. If there had been, I would have done something, but there aren't, so I'm afraid I can't help you. | |
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| But -- can't a duck god help a chicken? Just this ONCE -- can't a DUCK GOD help a CHICKEN? | |
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| DUCK GOD HELP A CHICKEN? Why, that's ABSURD! Ducks HATE chickens! Frankly, I'm glad you're about to blow up. | |
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| Less than a minute to self-destruct, Astro-Chicken. Did you make your peace with your chicken gods? | |
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| I already told you -- chickens don't HAVE gods. What about YOU, Tex? Did you make your peace with YOUR god? | |
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| DANG! I FERGOT! Uh, Dear Lord, I, uh...please don't hold it agin me that I..I...uh...I beseech Thee, and... uh... err... | |
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| PUM!!! PUM!!! PAH-RUM-PUM-PUM!!! Hope I'm not distractin' you there, Tex! Heh, heh! PUM-PUM PAH PUM-PUM!!! PA-RUM PUM PUM PUM PUM!!! PAH-- | |
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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.
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