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[liquidysquids]

i had this dream last night that we all worked at a hippy art supplies store. there was a drag queen who owned the place, and there was a midget and some old hippy ladies. like cool grandma's. there were chickens in the back with llamas. it was awesome

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[itsapenny]

ya know...i choked up to a little when they shot his casket out into space... I mean he's Mr. fucking Spok. Spok!!! and he dies? what the hell? who decided that?

it's brilliant.

[liquidysquids]

i cried when his casket is sitting in the new land with all the trees. GOD WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE. it's ok cause i know he comes back in the third one.

[phantom_photon]

NOW YOU RUINED IT FOR ME. BITCH.

just kidding. and both of you know, the needs of the many outweigh the needs of one. it's only logical. although it would have been more logical to use one of their endless supply of expendable lieutenants instead.