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[Nohcnonk]

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[Gen. Volkov]

 yes... very much so.

[Aqualis]

 plusgood?

[Gen. Volkov]

 NO! BAD! You are to be sent to the Ministry of Love! Why? For talking like that when you don't actually live in Atlantica. Plus, 1984 has been ripped off too much. Go find something else to pound into the ground. Beat THAT stick with a dead horse.

[The Lady Shael]

 But...but...2+2=5.  

[Gen. Volkov]

 NO! 2+2=4 I don't CARE what Big Brother says! He doesn't like it? KISS MY RUMP! Can't touch me! (Wish I could say the other one, shiny metal *beep* but alas) You shall be taken to the Ministry of untruth to be re-educated!