. . . I'll be in my bunk.
"Cootchy-coo, bitch! Now go to work for me."
"Your black trouser socks hurt my feelings when you took my arm off. Now I can retaliate by removing your cheekbone. That way you too will have some skin in the game."
"I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"*robot-laserbeamed quite badly*
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