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| Keep your eyes open, Ensign Expendable. I am getting some very odd life form readings. Continue to explore, but be careful. | |
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| O-odd, sir? Wha-what do you mean, odd? | |
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| H-holy f-f-fuck, whothefuckareyou? | |
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| Don't be afraid, child. I am God. Who did you expect to find at the centre of the Galaxy? | |
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| Shit, dude. You really let yourself go. Kirk was right, you fell off. Maybe he IS the Galaxy's biggest pimp like he claims. | |
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| Please. I get so much green 'tang they named the flavour after me. | |
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