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008 [AUDIO]
[And now, a public service announcement from your resident lord and master of gross exaggeration, poster child of pointless overreaction, supreme champion of the ninety-mile-an-hour whinge--]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden.
[He doesn't even bother to hide the undercurrent of disgust in the audio feed, an edge to his voice that makes it clear he's most likely had a recent run-in with the aforementioned cow and/or a cow by-product.]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden why is there a cow in the oxygen garden on what strange, bizarro planet did any of you think this was a good idea?
Agh, it's--nevermind, I'm absolutely positive that at least some of you come from strange, bizarro planets where this sort of thing is acceptable. I mean, the cats and the dogs and--I heard there's a horse, too--are bad enough, now we've got livestock.
And don't even--don't even get me started on the bloody birds. Filthy. Eugh.
I know we're probably still hung up on certain unnamed parties forgetting how to swim, and yes, fair enough, it's tragic, but I think we could all use a, ah. Friendly reminder. This is, in fact, a spaceship. Not a zoo. How is that--What's the point, anyway? It's all--it's all great that the ship packed up your giant killer wolf and dumped it in your locker just for you, but maybe the rest of us are not entirely comfortable with the idea of cows and horses and giant killer wolves out! Anyone think of that?
You can't walk five feet around here without running into someone's pet. We have got to start talking about what to do with all these animals. Honestly.
There's a cow in the oxygen garden.
[He doesn't even bother to hide the undercurrent of disgust in the audio feed, an edge to his voice that makes it clear he's most likely had a recent run-in with the aforementioned cow and/or a cow by-product.]
There's a cow in the oxygen garden why is there a cow in the oxygen garden on what strange, bizarro planet did any of you think this was a good idea?
Agh, it's--nevermind, I'm absolutely positive that at least some of you come from strange, bizarro planets where this sort of thing is acceptable. I mean, the cats and the dogs and--I heard there's a horse, too--are bad enough, now we've got livestock.
And don't even--don't even get me started on the bloody birds. Filthy. Eugh.
I know we're probably still hung up on certain unnamed parties forgetting how to swim, and yes, fair enough, it's tragic, but I think we could all use a, ah. Friendly reminder. This is, in fact, a spaceship. Not a zoo. How is that--What's the point, anyway? It's all--it's all great that the ship packed up your giant killer wolf and dumped it in your locker just for you, but maybe the rest of us are not entirely comfortable with the idea of cows and horses and giant killer wolves out! Anyone think of that?
You can't walk five feet around here without running into someone's pet. We have got to start talking about what to do with all these animals. Honestly.
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You've just gotta wear the proper equipment.
A cup, for starters, and I guess some kinda seat with good balance.
I mean, some passengers didn't voluntarily ask for these creatures.
And apparently, there are others who stowed them aboard for various reasons.
I know that we're all sharing the same limited oxygen supply on this ship, and that oxygen is being produced in the oxygen garden.
So if anything goes wrong in there, we're all screwed.
But the same can pretty much be said for the rest of the ship, and it's not like there's much room to stash the animals anywhere else.
It's just a no-win situation either way.
Might as well sorta see-saw over the fence, you know.
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Or his claim was something similar at the very least.
But we all know he likes the sound of his own voice, loves to toot his own horn and whatever.
And people like to toot right the fuck back. Sometimes they just want to see whose beeps louder.
I think we already know that Wheatley can't really be convinced out of anything.
[ Otherwise, Dirk wouldn't have pushed some button that could've permanently turned Wheatley's brain into an omelet. ]
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[ The closest he's had to deal with Wheatley really going off was when Dirk didn't want to push the button. And at the end of that debacle, Dirk had indeed pushed the button.
But not without going against his word immediately afterward to actually save the AI guy. Still, how many people were actually privy to that? ]
But the point is that this sorta shit is standard fare, which is something you'd already known since the beginning.
Do you think things will turn out any differently from the usual outcomes?
[ If they want to blow hot air, let them fucking blow hot air. ]
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...Nope.
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Then we shouldn't have anything to worry about.