Friday, January 28, 2005
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Transcript for Friday, January 28, 2005
Ennesby: We can hide. The galaxy is a big place.
Kevyn: Hide, and wait.
General Tagon: For how long, boy? These enemies you've made sound like the patient types.
Kevyn: I don't know. Months? Years?
Ennesby: That sounds really boring.
Narrator: Boring, yes, but it's pretty easy from the narrator's standpoint.
Narrator: "And the years flew like a dream."
Narrator: Or maybe "The days sped by like teenage drivers."
Narrator: Ooh! I've got it!
Narrator: "Time passed like Friday night's beer on Saturday morning"
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