my first cat Seymour ...uhhhh... with the backing of ...ho, ho!... the squirrels ...er... stole my theories and reprinted them incorrectly, to discredit them. but they can't hide that they ...riiiiiiight... keep sparring with me. ...uh... ...huh...
I don't know what's going on here and I don't want to know. I'm not here for the glory of the stupid company. I'm just supposed to make sure the replicators are running. And now people are dying! We've got to turn this ship around and go home. God, get me the hell out of this place...
