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[dethsentence]

Okay. Guys who are running things around here, whoever you are. If you want me and Pickles to stay we've gotta have a few adjustments.

NATHAN'S AND PICKLES' LIST OFF STUFF WE DEMAND

1. Hookers.
2. Paint the boat black and put spikes on it, because otherwise it isn't metal enough for us.
3. Room service (or a butler).
4. Tell all these regular jackoffs

Comments

[medicalofficer]

I believe that several components of this ship are already metal, without requiring superficial changes - and were it possible to leave, several of us would have done so by now.

[dethsentence]

Not metal as in made of metal, metal as in...awesome.

[medicalofficer]

... I was not aware that metal equated to 'awesome.'

[rocknrollfries]

Well it does now ya know.

[psychoticracer]

You are remarkably stupid.

[dethsentence]

Uh, no. I'm famous.

[psychoticracer]

No, you're stupid.

Back home, you were famous AND stupid. Now you're merely stupid.

[rocknrollfries]

No, ya see, he's famous. We're famous.

[rocknrollfries]

Hey, you fergat the personal chef.

[dethsentence]

Oh, right. Well, one of those too, I'm not gonna eat regular douchebag food.

[psychoticracer]

Do be prepared to go hungry.

[rocknrollfries]

Why the hell'd we go hungry?

[electroniccrane]

Do keep us apprised as to how well that works.

[dethsentence]

Usually when I give orders, stuff happens, so it should work pretty well.

[electroniccrane]

The ball pit is...creative.

[dethsentence]

That was Pickles' idea, but I like it.

[farfairersoul]

I have generally followed the assumption that most roundears are moderately less intelligent than I am accustomed to, or at least more...naive.

You and your idiot friend lead me to believe that it goes far beyond that, and your entire planet is populated with morons.