Whoa. Trippy. Your first comment here and the first comment on the same page over on deviantart are almost identical. Is there some sort of guts-drinking scene in Star Trek I don't know about, or is it a coincidence?
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or in getting your guts squeezed out, end them. To get your guts squeezed out perchance to dream. Aye, there's the rub.
The highest of compliments, sir. Schrabiness is next to godliness. I'm glad you're catching the influence, and I'm especially glad I manage that while still feeling fresh.
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