Immune to everything.

It’s a shorter, milder column this week because it’s my birthday and I want a day off. But before I have my cake, we need to talk about Scotty. Specifically we need to talk about poking a few holes in him, decanting his blood supply and spinning it up in a medical centrifuge to pull out his white blood cells for cloning and vaccine production.

Because th…

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