>>24838458Predictably enough, your "medical staff" knows next to nothing about the production of waste material, in spite of being compromised almost entirely by its likelihood. I would not be "perfectly alive" if your posse of bone-saw-wielding buffoons with neural synapses dying of loneliness were instructed to so much as supply me with your personal supply of Xanex. Your doctors are jokes, even as far as standards of mad scientists go. An operation of this magnitude, even in blithy rhetoric, is so laughably convoluted I can hardly take you seriously. I'm contracting perniciously lethal autism just speaking to you on the subject. Unless your colon is lined with your miss-aligned lower intestine, and you are simply constantly spouting the shit you hypothesize I would be showering, as living testament to your godawful chimrae hypothesis, I boast curiosity as to the validity of this operation. But nonetheless, I will deliberately mistake your confidence in this operation's effectiveness to that of experience, conducted on a certain Infirmary Head talking a great deal of shit right about now.
I am legitimately going full blown autist over this, you downright uncontrollably jocose Rocket cronies! I haven't laughed this hard since the prototypes of our uniforms shipped in with a hole in a discerning area, holy Hellenistic space probing, this is art. We need to be in touch more often should Galactic tank. Not that it ever would, but the sentiment implies appreciative sentiments towards our sister team no less.
