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| Damnit Garfield, will you PLEASE stop sleeping on the Transfibulator Machine!! | |
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| Nope...it's my nature...by the way, have you molecularly energized any space lasagna today? | |
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| No, I couldn't. Stupid Odie got into the machine and beamed himself over to the next station as a glass of space hot chocolate. It'll be awhile before he's fixed up. | |
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| Haha..stupid dog. Oh well..I'm going to my space bed for some peace and quiet. | |
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| All you do is sleep! DAMN YOU!! | |
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| Big, fat, hairy, space deal. Where's my hydro-thermal, electro-ionized sleep cover unit?? Nermal?? | |
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