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| Finn, I think we may have a problem. | |
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| You're telling me. This is the last beer on the entire fucking ship. What's up? | |
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| I think my AI is horndog for your AI. | |
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| ...Jon, if that's a metaphor for your newly-discovered rampant homosexuality, I'm going to slit your throat. | |
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| No, you fucking moron. Tarrock likes Sera in a way which could be described as slightly more than platonic. | |
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| ...Your shitty cargo hauler is in love with my shiny new frigate. Now I've heard everything. | |
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