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| Captains Log, Stardate 5786.5: Thanks to some friendly aliens, I finally got to plant a fat one on Lt. Uhura's lips. Boy, is she hot! | |
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| Stardate 5788. We've arrived at a new M-class planet. I'd love to make first contact, but I'm really feeling beat. I think I'll just get some shut-eye and let Scotty lead the party. | |
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| Captain's Log, supplemental: I let Bones have a look at me. He says my spleen's enlarged, and I'm looking a bit jaundiced. I'll transfer my duties to Mr. Spock until I'm back on my feet. | |
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