And yet you haven’t said what I told you to say! How can any of us trust you? We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home. You can see how I lived before I met you. No, I’m Santa Claus! You mean while I’m sleeping in it? I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Professor, make a woman out of me. I’m Santa Claus! Soon enough.
Ok, this has gotta stop
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I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. Professor, make a woman out of me. Im Santa Claus! Soon enough.