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: Are you in alumimum clothes? Ham III
: Yes. Titan
: Are you in a rocket? Ham III
: Yes Titan
: In outer space? Ham III
: Yes. Titan
: Are you David Bowie? Ham III
: Uh... no.
: Commander's log, space... the final frontier. Ham III
: Permission to speak commander. Titan
: Permission granted. Ham III
: You're a dork!
: What's your status? Ham III
: Single. But there's someone I've got my eye on. Luna
: Aw. Ham III
: It's Luna, in case you were wondering... Oh wait, are we talking about the mission status, here? Houston
: Yeah! Ham III
: Oh, well, everything's ok but we have no way to leave. Houston
: You still got the probe. Luna
: The probe? It wasn't designed to return to earth. Titan
: We'll just have to Chimprovize. Ham III
: You know, I kinda missed your stupid puns. Titan
] Thank you. Houston
: Titan's right. You'll need a complete redesign. Ham III
: How do we do that? Houston
: Uuh, let me put you onto Comet. Comet
: First, you'll need to re-engineer the aerodynamic skeletal structure. Ham III
: Got it! Let me put you onto Luna.
: Why couldn't I be born a squirrel, or a rabbit, or an art history major? No one expects great things from them!
: [after finding out the space ship doesn't really work
] We're nothing more than guinea pigs. Titan
: Actually the guinea pigs are on the Mar's mission.
[cut to the guinea pigs on Mars, running in wheels
: [referring to the probe rover
] Chimp my ride!
: Time to chimp it up! Ham III
: I know I said I missed your stupid puns but that was unacceptable