Da Qing comes charging across the room, over the back of a couch, and springs from there directly onto lao Zhao's lap where he's sitting on the couch opposite. He props his feet up on lao Zhao's chest, sticks his face directly in his, and then yowls at the top of his lungs. "Butterfly whiskers said that Ye-forking-Zun was on that other ship with you, and he graduated, and he's doing some kind of mind-sharing bullshirt! Are you sure he's not just mind-controlling all of you?!"
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Da Qing comes charging across the room, over the back of a couch, and springs from there directly onto lao Zhao's lap where he's sitting on the couch opposite. He props his feet up on lao Zhao's chest, sticks his face directly in his, and then yowls at the top of his lungs. "Butterfly whiskers said that Ye-forking-Zun was on that other ship with you, and he graduated, and he's doing some kind of mind-sharing bullshirt! Are you sure he's not just mind-controlling all of you?!"