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Voice post.
Nov. 30th, 2009 01:19 am[Prefect's voice is surrounded by the soft cooing of like, a MILLION BILLION TRIBBLES. He sounds just about as calm as he has ever sounder in his life.]
Comrades, I honestly have no idea how it is even remotely possible to dislike these creatures. The number of you deriving enjoyment from their torture is frankly a little disturbing to me. They're nice, and they're gentle, and there is literally no possible reason to stomp on them or feed them to your dogs.
[More cooing, and Prefect lets out a strangely happy sigh.]
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Also, Comrades, I recommend that we solve the Tribble problem by hoarding them all into a room which we keep free from food, and then allow them to live there forever.
Comrades, I honestly have no idea how it is even remotely possible to dislike these creatures. The number of you deriving enjoyment from their torture is frankly a little disturbing to me. They're nice, and they're gentle, and there is literally no possible reason to stomp on them or feed them to your dogs.
[More cooing, and Prefect lets out a strangely happy sigh.]
[EDITED TO ADD]
Also, Comrades, I recommend that we solve the Tribble problem by hoarding them all into a room which we keep free from food, and then allow them to live there forever.
