"One small step for a... FUCK I LOST MY GRIP... SHIT! SHIT!!! SHIIIIIITTT!!!"
"Neil, are you ok?"
"Get your ass down here Buzz! Help me stand! This bulky suit, shitty low gravity, and no friction! God! Wait, you're still recording?"
"Oopsie?"
"Jesus! This already aired live on TVs back on Earth yes?"
"This is Houston, please stop using profanities, there are children watching this historic moment!"
"Uh... Shit happens?"
"Armstrong, you owe 100 dollars for every swearword you said to the swear jar... We'll dock your pay by $700."
"Shit..."
"$800"
"Alright, fine, why aren't you smartasses at Houston try to walk on this fucking moon all by yourself? Who has the bright idea to make this lander slippery as hell?!?"
"Armstrong, that was due to atmospheric friction during launch, and you owe us $1000."
"Tell President Nixon to pay for my swearing fines, we have a mission to do..."
"Well, here you go... Houston, I think we need to revise the suit design soon afterward, it's hard to move around here..."
"Duly noted, Aldrin, duly noted..."
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