Mixing metaphors

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Skywalker: 50M3 b1thez r4p3d 0uR a55eZ
n3rd1039: omfg!!111 5ign4l w3 g07
CoolComander: WTF!!?11!11
n3rd1039: lolololololol
CoolComander: stfu b1tch!
n00bc0m3r: HIYOUSUCKDICKSMOTHERFUCKERSLOLOLOLOLO!!!!!
n00bc0m3r: IMAHACKERGIVEMEYOURIP’SYOUBITCHES
n00bc0m3r: AAAAAAAAA!
CoolComander: OMFG g37 d0wn teh Lock Caps U n00b!!!!11
n00bc0m3r: LOLOLO!!IGOTURIP’S!!!11RUNBITCHESRUN!!111!11
n00bc0m3r: LOL!1
n3rd1039: CoolComander cum h3r3!
CoolComander: OMFG! TurN 0N teh Fi3rw4llZ!!1
CoolComander: 5t0P d0wnl04din’ pr0n!!!1
CoolComander: tUrN teh fuckin’ Fi3rWallz b1tchez!!11111lololol
CoolComander: OMFG sTFU n00b!!1

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  1. 2001 just called. It wants its catchphrase back:

    Pray silence, gentles all,
    And attend the traffic of our stage!
    Would that we were privileged such
    To stand stout-hearted upon the bridge
    At the side of good Captain, who
    showed no fear, even when fire
    And puissance did its fell ravages
    Upon his vessel and his hardy crew!
    And would that we were to see
    Upon the vision-screen, apparating,
    The brutal visage of that foul fiend, CATS.
    But pardon, gentles all,
    That we poor players can but provide
    Only the merest shadow of the history
    Upon this splint’ry scaffold.
    Nonetheless, I pray you,
    Give o’er your imaginations to our arts,
    And join us as we set our scene:
    In the year of Our Lord, two thousand one hundred one,
    As a most terrible war doth commence…

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