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"What Jim, you want what" I'm never going in that confounded Contraption. Do you know what happens When you step in. Molecules spread upon the cosmos, Skin is nothing then it plays jigsaw With my bits, what parts does it miss. Do you know the people that have Stepped on this thing, its like sitting On a 20th century public toilet. "Bones what are you saying" "You been taking your meds again" Jim, Spock don't you raise that eye brow, Don't think I didn't see that slight grin. "I'll not get on that confounded contraption" Where's the shuttle, its a metal tomb, but Anything is better than beaming away, Rematerializing just isn't my dam thing.
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
I'm never going In that confounded contraption
"What Jim, you want what" I'm never going in that confounded Contraption. Do you know what happens When you step in. Molecules spread upon the cosmos, Skin is nothing then it plays jigsaw With my bits, what parts does it miss. Do you know the people that have Stepped on this thing, its like sitting On a 20th century public toilet. "Bones what are you saying" "You been taking your meds again" Jim, Spock don't you raise that eye brow, Don't think I didn't see that slight grin. "I'll not get on that confounded contraption" Where's the shuttle, its a metal tomb, but Anything is better than beaming away, Rematerializing just isn't my dam thing.
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Apr 27, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
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