I'm starting to think that all these years, when Starfleet crew have found themselves going beyond the temporal bounds and traveling back to Earth in the past, that we've been going to the wrong timeline.
Or maybe the post-atomic horror whipped you egotistical, sociopathic, narcissistic, compulsive, gluttonous pre-warp wharf rats into shape, because this early 21st Century Earth that Mastodon resides in is a disgrace.
I'm embarrassed that my ancestors were Americans.
I scored some Ketracel-white that got smuggled back on the Voyager, and I've spent the past 9 hours listening to dubstep and cutting all my uniforms into strips and weaving them into a parka. I give myself another 15 minutes before I start licking all the fingerprints off the displays in an attempt to contact their creators' brains.
Although I could really listen to this all day:
Red alert, baby.
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