It's bad enough they have bells that won't shut the fuck up when I don't buckle my seatbelt or I have something other than a person sitting in the passenger seat. Now my fucking car is going to critique my driving? Get the fuck out of here.
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This was no time for half measures. He was a captain, godsdammit. An officer.
Things like this didn't present a problem for an officer. Officers had a tried and
tested way of solving problems like this. It was called a sergeant.
-Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!
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