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Ladies Vacate
Cunts vanish
dumbasses flee
I'll be back later
Homosapiens of the opposite sex depart
just found out Miguel Ferrer is dead
did he get a sticky?
chicks scram
Harlots depart.
Yes about a month ago
no
I want to say he didn't. But I barely remember yesterday, let alone several weeks ago.
archive says no
nope
i guess he wasnt big enough for mods
HOOERS TAKE A POWDER
No and it was bullshit.
Has anybody apart from Carrie Fisher gotten a sticky? Even John Hurt didn't get one.
concubines withdraw
i think George Kennedy didn't
can't remember if Bud Spencer did as there were a lot of threads then
what about William Peter Blatty?
or Jon Polito?
or Andrej Wajda?
or Zulawski?
i'm not even mentioning lesser known guys like Burt Kwouk, Kenny Baker or Don Calfa
Robin Williams
Of course not. Even the mods are underage.
Adults would demand compensation, kids will just nod >4 free
Wenches vamoose
Damsels depart!
That guys face has so much surface area
>I'm sure it's only a glitch in the holodeck, a temporary setback.
>You call this a GLITCH?
>Hello, buddy boy Picard! Edward Jellico here. I guess you're on your knees right about now, begging for your life. Pathetic. You don't feel so cocky now, do ya, Jean-Luc? You know what the tragedy is here, Jean-Luc? We could have been friends... but you wouldn't go through proper channels. You went over my head. That hurt. But life goes on, it's an old story, the fight for love and glory and Starfleet, huh, Picard? It helps if you think of it as a game. Every game has a winner and a loser. I'm cashing you out, Picard.
>Hey, Eddie boy! How's tricks?
>That *thing* Data is still alive.
>I don't know what you're talking about.
>The Starfleet officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to.
>Hey... take a look at my face, *Eddie*! He was trying to kill me.
>He's an android, you idiot! He recorded every word you said. His memory's admissible as evidence! You *involved* me! You're gonna have to kill it.
>Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military phasers?
>We are the military.
>Every Starfleet officer knows when he joins there are certain inherent risks that come with the territory. Ask even Jean-Luc Picard, he'll tell ya, "If you can't stand the heat, you better stay out of the Enterprise."
>Suit yourself, Picard... but the new warship begins construction in two months. That's two million workers living in trailers. That means drugs, gambling, prostitution, hot Earl Grey flowing - virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets. One man could control it all, Jean-Luc.
>The guy with the suitcase, the holographic projector, the phaser, the message from Worf. All of that was set up by us.
>Sorry. Too perfect.
>Perfect, my ass! You pop your memory cap before we can activate you. Riker goes hog-wild screwing up everything that I spent a year planning! Frankly... I'm amazed it worked!
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I am the ghost of Peter O Tool