Baby, take me to your nuclear wessel I want to sneak around I want to touch your mouse I want to alter your chemistry Advancing your technology Hello, computer!
Baby, can I ride your nuclear wessel? Lie on the floor or I will have to stun you I want to mix up your molecules I want to break all the rules
A keyboard, how quaint
I think he did a little too much L.D.S.
Can I come inside your nuclear wessel? I want to feel your Pavel inside my Chekov I want to feel your get it on With all of your tachyons