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Another Day, Another Intergalactic Love-Slave
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| Come with me to the Insemination Chamber, Terran Female! | |
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| Is *he* in for a surprise! | |
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| You're used to us by now, aren't you? You anticipate our every word! | |
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| You're starting to take us for granted. Fuck you! | |
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Sorry about that folks; the little twats are unmanageable at times. Back to our story:
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| He doesn't realize that I'm a man. | |
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| *HE* doesn't realize that *I'm* telepathic...and gay... | |
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