Do you submit to our plans for complete and total galactic domination:
No.
Do you fully understand the inner mechanics of being an interstellar tyrant:
No.
Past experience on the battlefield:
Never heard of any past.
If you were to become one of us, what would your first order of business be:
Nothing.
Express your feelings about [TGS] in the form of a poem:
TGS got a win in 2013
Now everybody thinks that
The cookies got a big "thing".
-"Wait, what thing?.."
Well, you know what I mean:
The thing that makes a lot of
Wet girls desperately scream.
-"But what about feelings?"
None of them are in need,
Because they're taking another win in 2014.
Rewrite the Gettysburg Address in Klingon:
No.
Do you have any form of communication tools, It's critical that we're able to contact each other in case of sudden intergalactic warfare and or birthdays(Skype, Steam, ETC):
I guess I do, but no.
Do you speak any foreign languages that could possibly come in use when conquering other planets or speaking to the waiters at PF Changs:
Well, you know.
Our war machines tend to get a tad rusty, do you have a preferred choice of lubricant and if you do how thoroughly do you apply it:
I wouldn't even try to apply it.
Is it dobbys fault:
Yes.