Zack: Defend this, Steve. Defend it. I dare you.

Steve: Dang, clams are pretty uncool.

Zack: But they are trained hand-to-hand fighters with greater skill than a space marine.

Steve: That's because all of the space marines were out of shape back in the day. Before the Emperor put them on a serious diet. No carbs.

Zack: In the grim darkness of the far future there is only protein. And also lean cheeses.

Steve: They really had to increase their activity level. All of this waddling around and hassling kids just wasn't good enough for a superhuman future warrior.

Zack: There's no workout quite like war. Ceaseless, all-consuming, desperate galactic war. Really gets you ready to fight a clam.
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