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| I'm trying to figure out what's lamer. The time machine, traveling through time, or this place. Then there's I-rock... | |
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| Strange humans... That me wanting to eat him remark hurt though. They didn't even consider I could be a vegetarian. | |
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| And back we go... Back to our own time. Uh-oh... slight problem. | |
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