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Thursday, 23 September 2010
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Professor Sergius glanced at his Rolex as his open-topped Jeep sped down the highway. Not a strand of his totally non-thinning hair was out of place above his nattily-cut tuxedo (which, despite it still being light out, somehow failed to be a fashion faux-pas). In the back seat of the Jeep, cradled in the laps of several bikini-babes, whom Sergius had in such abundance that he used them as packaging material, was the Megagigawatt Laser, the most powerfullest weapon on the face of the earth, and mankind's only hope against the menace of Yongarizilla. As Sergius sipped a Highland Park (neat) from his dash-mounted sippy-cup, he contemplated how incredibly lucky humanity was to have him on hand at this crisis. His smoking-hot and absolutely not-made-up girlfriend, name of Mary Jane, had told him as much, and in all modesty, he saw no reason to doubt her.
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