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[getoffmyearth]

"Hi, you've reached Star-Lord. I'm probably off saving the universe right now. If it's an emergency, keep trying and I'll get back to you when I'm done rescuing the galaxy and not dying horribly. Otherwise, leave a message and I'll get to it.........when I get to it."



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[getoffmyearth]

Well, I do still take my warning about cabin fever seriously. Even if no one else does.

[Just what he always wanted. Actually, though, those tend to be good for him. Some of his best friends are rude...women...........they're rude anyway.]

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[gevurah]

I'm used to living in cramped quarters.

[ USMA was not cramped like this. ]

We should head out there ASAP with Beetle.

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[getoffmyearth]

Me too.

[There was no way Knowhere required this much living like sardines.]

No training first? You're ballsy.

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[gevurah]

I'll hold on tight.

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[getoffmyearth]

I want it on record that I probably could have found a really awful joke in that, and refrained from trying.

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[gevurah]

Thanks.