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Look at 'em. He in his gold command shirt and his mate, yes his mate, in his blue science officer get up. I got *gulp* a red shirt.
Of couse, nothing will happen to them. The happy couple. Not that I'm envious or anything, but a red shirt... a RED SHIRT! I am so toasted, I'm burnt.
Oh man... oh man... oh man... I don't even appear in the credits.
I'm toast, I'm toast, I'm-
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