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| Captains log: Stardate 1... 22.. 3421.... abc. We landed on... this desolate...planet only to find that... the atmosphere... makes humans .... faint.. intermittently. | |
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| Showing another faint inducing wind heading this way captain. *vulcan neckpinch* | |
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| Captains log: Once again, I have... fainted...I awoke... to find myself naked... while spock... was... well, uh, making me feel very dirty. | |
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| Another breeze headed our way captain. | |
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