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I bet rocket scientists are conceited bastards. “YOU CALL THIS A MARTINI? THIS ISN’T ROCKET SCIENCE DAMMIT! I WOULD KNOW!”

Going to Tosche Station to pick up power converters, a container of blue milk, and a stick of butter.

My kid asked for a Pb and J, but this lead is like really hard to spread.

If I had a time machine, I would fuck nerdy girls in it.

I just found out Stephen Hawking is British. Weird, I never even noticed an accent.

The best thing about telepathy is…I know, right?

As Timmy hugged the robot, its mechanical heart warmed for the first time. Once it hit 1000°, Timmy was nothing but ash. But still. Sweet.

Posted in Humor November 12th, 2010 by Chip
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