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Sender:Willows, Sarah - Commodore Recipients:All Liberty Forces, especially Commodore Christina "The Moaner" Robinson
Have stopped yourself with... what? Huh? HUH?
And yeah, later... you know where.
Ahem. Ladies, gentlemen, living beards.
If the skimpy green dresses, chains, whips and liquid latex are not handled in the way I mentioned before...
Then...
*gulps*
I will have to do something I never hoped of having to do. Ever.
It will be far worse than the showdown between the cuddlyDab and the huggyZelot.
It pains me to have to do this, because the results of it... might be far worse.
Beyond the ones mentioned by Commodore Robinson.
Beyond your and my imagination...
Beyond everything.
I... will have to...
I will have to call him. The one. Neo[color=#66FF99]...err, I mean...Hoodlum. That's right. Hoodlum. [color=#66FF99]Fel[color=#33CC00]lowHoodlum.
Not even nothingness would remain once he were to unleash his power.
Everything... would be nothing... and nothing... wouldn't even be.
Bear that in mind, ladies and gentlemen, bear that in mind.
I trust you will make the right decision.
On a further note...
Christiiina... how about doing what Robinson Crusoe would do? Wait for Friday?
I'm sure I can arrange something until then.
Aaand... whoever you are, Dude McWhatsyourface, this is serious buisness concerning entire Sirius, so, boo.
Oh and Jimmy! You can taze her anytime! She will actually like it!