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Agent Mulder, please proceed.Well, Judge, it all started back in Chilmark, Massachusetts. I was just a young boy when my sibling was abducted leading me to question my parents, my belief system and the possibility of life on other planets. Life. What's really out there in the night sky, beyond the stars? Other life? Other stars? A numinous presence beckoning in the onyx-like depths of darkness? |
banging gavelShut it, Agent Mulder! Shut it! What is this mumbo jumbo you're spewing? Sounds like some damn poetry you wrote on the back of a napkin. This is a courtroom not a coffee house where you can take the stage to spout your wisdom and show off your big Ivy League education. Do I look like I want to sit here and listen to this drivel? How about some evidence, Mr. Fancy Pants! |
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