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Never stop to sniff the fucking flowers
Nov. 12th, 2009 10:55 amI have a shitting headache.
Went to see Scotty first thing this morning – that was a waste of goddamn time. He was sitting there, leaning up against the dilithium crystal chamber, humming a harmony to whatever the fucking ship is singing. Drunkard. Creepy drunkard.
Lab returned the analysis on that fucking goo. Redshirt’d been in that closet for over a month, apparently. I’ve got a decon team down there scrubbing it out now – they’re thrilled, I’m sure. There was some forsaken spore that did it to him – it was Daniels, according to what’s left of the DNA. He had to’ve picked it up on the last away mission to that freaky planet with those sex pollen flowers.
Looks like I’ll get another article out of this, when I’m done with the study. Publish or cocksucking perish, I always say.
Went to see Scotty first thing this morning – that was a waste of goddamn time. He was sitting there, leaning up against the dilithium crystal chamber, humming a harmony to whatever the fucking ship is singing. Drunkard. Creepy drunkard.
Lab returned the analysis on that fucking goo. Redshirt’d been in that closet for over a month, apparently. I’ve got a decon team down there scrubbing it out now – they’re thrilled, I’m sure. There was some forsaken spore that did it to him – it was Daniels, according to what’s left of the DNA. He had to’ve picked it up on the last away mission to that freaky planet with those sex pollen flowers.
Looks like I’ll get another article out of this, when I’m done with the study. Publish or cocksucking perish, I always say.
