True enough... But just think, if he didn't have to!

*dives around a corner, slowly peaks over* Ugh... it stinks...

*blinks* And now we know how Corsair was born. *points* Look.

*sure enough, something slightly resembling Corsair stands up inside the cauldron*

The quote is from some famous dwarf or another.

So it's natural to assume you can't trust elves.

Like what?

NO! Look out! Run for cover, it's boiling over!!!

*flees*

The deflector shield was down, and the captain was probably drunk. Think: Exxon Valdez

Birthday, it's coming up first.

Er... A) Uneat his heart.

Raforever... you poor, poor soul.

*shakes head* Can't do that. Mould will upset the entire chemical balance; It's too much of a variable to add, I can't.

There are three things you should never trust, laddie...
Anything with pointed ears,
A Bearded Gnome,
An' a beardless dwarf.

it can happen... I just need a lower grip on the staff, that's all.

No... Think about it... It's sharp... If you turned it just right, you could cut a medical frigate in half... Puncture the death star, kill thousands!

No. There are things in the pinapple that I need... >.> You know. Enzymes and things. Highly technical matter bits.

*runs screaming into the room, whirling a flail over his head... He runs out again.*

Probably. The SSD looked REALLY sharp though... So I figured if you flew it at ramming speed you'd like, have the ultimate weapon.