To the tune of Green Acres. All together now...
| Ulysses: |
Geeeeeeeeee889 is the place to be! These Terrians have just cured me. Without that suit I can do anything. Forget the stations, 'cause here I'm gonna be king. |
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| True: |
The space stations are where I'd rather stay. I get bored hiking all day. Tell me now, what kind of life is that? Uly, you're cute, but all I want is my cat. |
| Ulysses: | Long walks! |
| True: | Wrist locks! |
| Ulysses: | Yale's school! |
| True: | The rules! |
| Ulysses: | You're stuck with me. |
| True: | It seems like eternity. |
| Both: | G889, we're heeeeeeeeeere! |
True and Uly stand side by side. Uly thumps his staff on the ground twice.