BEARDZ!
Mirror, Mirror! On my TEEVEE! Right now! OMFGZ! Spock with his beard, that's how you can tell he's evil you know.
Nimoy. Accept no substitutes.
Nimoy. Accept no substitutes.
All I wanted out of life was a volcano base to call my own, maybe a submarine bay, a pirhana pool, a helipad... the usual stuff, you know? What have I got? Nothing. Not even a henchman to call my own. Frankly, I'm very bitter about the whole thing.
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