And now for the story of a man who got shot through a wormhole…

Too soon.

Whoa.

Innovative recursive definitions there.

Yes they do. But you know fuck the technical guy because what good is he really to a technology company?

Derp.

Yes, but the hispters out number us 10 to 1 and they wouldn't know their ASCII from their EBCDIC so technology wasn't useful until it could be used to demonstrate just how much more fashionable you are.

Perfect.

I think they still use snail mail.

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OF COCK.

It's like Bergerac in Midsomer Murders!

Don't forget horny. How could that whore turn down Kernicke?

* vorlon jukebox noises*

Oh Yuri, you are a fool. You walked away from the greatest shit I have ever seen. Now you expect me to do the same? It is the key to my eventual rise to being really high! Why would I abandon it?

And I think smokable Dust or, as it is known on the street, Fluff is an invention of Ericsson.

And now for further developments on this breaking story it's over to my… associates… on location on The Rim.

*vorlon jukebox noises*

I guess that answers the question of what you want.

Mon Dieu!

Yeah, let's not say anything we can't take back now.