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| Well, then...where's the take-over-the-world button? | |
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| That? Why, it's quite likely that I et it. | |
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| Oh? I say, that's deucedly inconvenient. | |
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| Well, in fact, I do believe I et all the buttons. Bit peckish, you see. | |
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| Raw-tha. So, what do we do now? Crash? | |
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| Or, drift out into deep space. Or explode. Frightfully sorry, old bean. | |
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