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Spacemans Report

Earthlings are pink and furry, they look like yetis spaceman said. The king of Utombbiblia rolled his three eyes under his head. That’s not the report I got from the last two missions, weirdly enough. Take my word for it, spaceman argued. You know I know my stuff. The king was confounded, confused, at a loss as to what to do next. When had these scouting missions become so abnormally complex? He did not realize this one had been captured by a giant pink Yeti. The last two had been eaten by wild boars, as if they were spaghetti.

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