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Saturday, September 20, 2008 7:55 PM
*Static plays over radio*
Commander, we have escaped the space cockroaches
and all systems are back to normal.
(Of course, except our cheese supply. A tragic loss)
Recently we have been co-operating with various extra-terrestrial forces, such as continent Cheesemum, from which we have been extracting cheese to replenish our cheese stash.
Also, in our absence on the galaxy radar due to a spoilt transmitter (which runs on cheese), we have discovered the wonderful wonders of Spore wanderers.
In case you are awfully uneducated on the wonders of wonderful Spore wanderers, I have set up a satellite link for you to establish a connection.
Enjoy expanding your mental capacity with the link we have set up, Commander.
In the meantime, we have just taken our annual Personal Satellite Learning Experience (also known as PSLE).
.
.
Okay, no, we joked. We took the first test in the Extremely Ogre-ific Yeti (EOY) examinations. It was alright, besides me being the only Space Cadet receiving that particular communication signal.
Meanwhile, I have come back to report to you, Commander, as we have just broken off the orbit of the wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers, though we may just be going back in.
Should you need us, you can find us on the continent and planet respectively of Cheesemum, Uranus, in the wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers.
Also, in case you might've wanted to know, we have temporarily switched our ship's wallpaper to a particularly appealing wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers pattern. Please do not be shocked if you see us with our new wallpaper around Uranus.
If you can't find us there, we'd probably be on the continent, planet of Microsoft Sucks, Nerd. Contact will be established, provided we receive 1000 tons of cheese as Federal compensation for the cockroach-destroyed transmitter.
Over and out. (Yes, we do not expect a reply. And we don't want one either. Leave us alone on our Cheese spree.)
Saturday, September 20, 2008 7:55 PM
*Static plays over radio*
Commander, we have escaped the space cockroaches
and all systems are back to normal.
(Of course, except our cheese supply. A tragic loss)
Recently we have been co-operating with various extra-terrestrial forces, such as continent Cheesemum, from which we have been extracting cheese to replenish our cheese stash.
Also, in our absence on the galaxy radar due to a spoilt transmitter (which runs on cheese), we have discovered the wonderful wonders of Spore wanderers.
In case you are awfully uneducated on the wonders of wonderful Spore wanderers, I have set up a satellite link for you to establish a connection.
Enjoy expanding your mental capacity with the link we have set up, Commander.
In the meantime, we have just taken our annual Personal Satellite Learning Experience (also known as PSLE).
.
.
Okay, no, we joked. We took the first test in the Extremely Ogre-ific Yeti (EOY) examinations. It was alright, besides me being the only Space Cadet receiving that particular communication signal.
Meanwhile, I have come back to report to you, Commander, as we have just broken off the orbit of the wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers, though we may just be going back in.
Should you need us, you can find us on the continent and planet respectively of Cheesemum, Uranus, in the wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers.
Also, in case you might've wanted to know, we have temporarily switched our ship's wallpaper to a particularly appealing wonderful wonder of the world of Spore wanderers pattern. Please do not be shocked if you see us with our new wallpaper around Uranus.
If you can't find us there, we'd probably be on the continent, planet of Microsoft Sucks, Nerd. Contact will be established, provided we receive 1000 tons of cheese as Federal compensation for the cockroach-destroyed transmitter.
Over and out. (Yes, we do not expect a reply. And we don't want one either. Leave us alone on our Cheese spree.)
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