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my home planet

Among honeyj's albums



marooned on a strange planet

hello base? we've got a problem here. I read you, scout team. what is it? we're stuck on this miserable excuse for a planet, and don't know how to get off. you might have to send in a rescue team. what do you mean? just beam up like usual. yeah, well, we'd love to, but we sort of lost our device. whaddya mean, you sort of lost it? well, you see, they have these things here called cell phones? so? well, we accidentally picked up one of those, and left our device on a park bench. dammit! yeah, when we went b…

I, robot

guess who this is: 'you want some more?' yeah, the bartender in '5th Element.' pretty good, huh? you are a very talented machine. thanks. it's all in my circuitry. go ahead and pour yourself a drink. well, maybe a little lubricating oil. just a taste. of course.

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critical mass

nice leather. thanks dude. nice mohawk. yeah. like your pierced fingers, as well. toes too! sweet.

obey

conform . consume. knowledge is evil. serve the state. obey.

they see us

don't move. don't even breathe. what's wrong? look. over there. my god! what is that? I don't know, but it's looking right at us.

sentinel

stanley, the tv picture is all wavy. probably the antenna. go up on the roof and fix it, stanley. can I finish my dinner, edna? well, I'm going to miss my story. oh, all right. I'll take care of it. and bring me a soda while you're up.

it rains on alpha centauri, too

I love the phosphorescent rain. but sometimes it keeps me up at night. me too. so I put on some frank sinatra records. they put me right out. wow. they let you bring those home from earth? oh yes. the Leader is a big fan. cool. dean martin too. you don't say!

bombsight

we are over the target city, sir. ok. open the bomb bay doors. bombs away. you sure this is the target? what do you mean? you think those are buildings down there? aren't they? oh what the hell. let's get outta here.

vivaldi

they're inside that place. how many? shit, maybe thousands. what's the plan? kill 'em all, before they spread, infect the whole planet. well, duh! but how do we do it? you're going in there. not me, brother. I ain't no hero. no you're the bait. get 'em to come out. yeah, then what? me and this particle beam disintegrator will take over. won't be nothing left but the memories. fried bugs on a summer night. it's weird how they look just like people. good thing we're not fooled, eh? just another day in paradis…
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