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A rainy day in One-Note Land
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| RAARR! TOBOR SICK OF CORNHOLING. NEED VACATION. | |
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| BUT TOBOR HAS ALREADY CORNHOLED ALL EARTHLINGS AND CAN'T GO BACK TO THEIR COUNTRIES. | |
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| TOBOR WILL BE DAMNED! A SPACE SHIP! | |
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| That's right. I'm a space ship today. | |
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Later, on a low-budget planet far, far away...
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| bzzt...welcome to fagulon zeta... bzzt...prepare to be cornholed. | |
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| RAARR!! CHANGE WILL DO TOBOR GOOD! | |
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