Especially y’know the one
with the rugose eldritchitude.
“Been reading Roget’s Thesaurus?”
“or perhaps the dictionary?”
asked a nearby wiseacre.
"These massive tracts of
worthless knowledge, meant to
make pedants feel smarter,
merely show their insecurity."
"What’s the matter, kid,
don’t know the capital
of Venezuela?" chuckled the
on-board computer. Ignoring this,
he smashed in the
monitor, causing a shower
of bytes to escape
the starship’s vast database.
Lord Prefuncture set course
for Betelgeuse Alpha Prime,
hoping to find three