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My god, I'm surrounded by them.

Surrounded by who?

Idiots.

Ah, yes. Well, I hear there are no idiots on the moon.

Not enough stupid things for them to do on the moon.

Exactly! And generally, you've got to be pretty smart to be an astronaut.

Although, even geniuses can be idiots.

Yeah, that's true. There's gotta be someplace you can escape from the idiots, though.

I think the best option is to probably just go out and get drunk. Anyone can seem less idiotic when you're pissed.

That is a brilliant plan!

When all else fails, huh?

Exactly. Beer and pineapples.

Are you, now?

Yes, that's that I said.

Interesting.

By whom or what are you surrounded?

Welcome to Hell.

What makes you so sure you aren't leading the pack?

What? Are you insane? I'm much too unique to be part of a pack. That's just silly.

Idiots?

Yes, there seems to be an influx of them today. I'm wondering if it's lunar forces or something.

I wouldn't know. I haven't noticed any extra.