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I'm gonna stick with my answer, One Eye.
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I'm gonna stick with my answer, One Eye.
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One Eye
And after all that habitual drinking, it's one RED eye.
I'm just saying.
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:: working on "tan" ::
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I have two perfectly functioning eyes, pilot. And they are both reading your performance reviews.
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I think even you are not quite stupd enough to throw me in the brig while we're under attack by a basestar, so I think I could pretty much wipe my ass with those performance reports and get away with it. Unless you're, you know, a cylon.
So pass that bottle over here, Drinky. I ain't dying sober.
Starbuck, what comes after "b"?
"ooze" apparently
I think even you are not quite stupd enoughthe irony of typos.
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So pass that bottle over here, Drinky. I ain't dying sober.
You get some after the battle is over. I might even share some of my better malt if you manage to take out more than 2 raiders.
Now get to work!
In response to billytea's earlier request.
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How did I get here? Well, lets see. I was ordered to participate in some cheesy ceremony for my dick of a dad, and then the Cylons attacked and in the midst humanity getting blown to hell I realized that maybe my dad wasn't such a dick after all. Of course, before we could really reconcile the Chief's skinjob girlfriend shot him. (I may be a bit bitter about that.) So now we're left with humanity under the leadership of Admiral Alkie and President Thuglife.
Meanwhile I'm CAG over a bunch of nuggets and my dead brother's fiance who I don't know if I want to frak or kill, but at least she's good at blowing up toasters. To top it all off, I'm flying around in my dad's old rust bucket of a Viper. "Good job on the restoration, Chief. Though I'm bit disturbed the cockpit still smells like his mustache wax."
Humanity is so frakked.