I am before the Council of Elders, and I am nervous. They all sit at a long wooden table, discussing matters of great importance in low tones. I believe that perhaps my views will be trivial to them. My turn to speak arrives, and so I begin to tell them what is wrong with Luke's ear. I stutter profusely, but manage to describe it nonetheless.
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...well, it is a Compaq...
nevermind, the host name kicks ass, though
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