Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp, lined with what would appear to be some sort of cruel muslin and the cute little pom-pom curtain pull cords. Cruel though they may…
I'll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Well, thanks to the Internet, I'm now bored with sex. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? Ah, the 'Breakfast Club' soundtrack!
I’ll tell them you went down prying the wedding ring off his cold, dead finger. Well, thanks to the Internet. Is there a place on the web that panders to my lust for violence? Ah, the ‘Breakfast Club’ soundtrack! I can’t wait til I’m old enough to feel ways about stuff! But existing is basically all I do! You guys aren’t Santa! You’re not even robots. How dare you lie in front of Jesus? I daresay that Fry has discovered the smelliest object in the known universe! Well I’da done better, but it’s plum hard pleading a case while awaiting trial for that there incompetence.
All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's what you're best at, ain't it? She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There'll be no one to stop us this time!
I don't know what you're talking about. I am a member of the Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan-- She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There'll be no one to stop us this time!
Don't act so surprised, Your Highness. You weren't on any mercy mission this time. Several transmissions were beamed to this ship by Rebel spies. I want to know what happened to the plans they sent you. As you wish.
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