So the space pirates lead by Barry tossed me into a wormhole and I ended up here. While I wait for Lana and the others to rescue me I've decided to take up a small job to keep me occupied until then. Apparantly They've made exact clones of me and I can finally see my gorgeous body in real time without looking into a filthy mirror, (I hope Woodhouse keeps my room in the Mansion clean) I might just get in a clone pod one day to see how I feel.
I hope that I'll be saved in time to see Lana's baby born... I wonder what she'll name it, I bet it'll be named after me.