said Moriarty, “I am a professor of Mathematics, if we stay within eighty diameters of that explosion there is a seventy-three percent chance that the aftershocks could trigger an explosion inside our space gas tanks.” “Speak English!” screamed Meow Solo. “In laymen’s terms,” said Moriarty, “we must go faster!” “Don’t worry professor,” said Meow Solo, “I’ve never made a run in less than sixty-nine parclits.” “So you claim,” said Moriarty as he pulled a white handkerchief from his coat pocket and proceeded to mop his brow. “Uh oh guys,” said Meow Solo. “What?” said Wesley. “I just checked the meter. We need space gas now!” “We can’t pull over around here,” said Wesley. “Why not?” said Geordi. “It’s a Borg neighborhood. We’ll get totally assimilated.” “Unfortunately my good Wesley,” said Moriarty, “we are going to have to take that risk. I just used my mathematics to check the meter and Meow Solo is correct.
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