Plan B from Outer Space

– a meteor hit us right in the quoxel-bladder. We were just flying through space, minding our own alien-business, when – bang. Looks like we crash-landed on this strange world. So, chop chop. Use your shapeshifting powers, disguise the ship, and find a way to escape this wretched planet post-haste. Where did we go down. How should I know. I am just a highly developed AI. My scans show we are in a strange land of beer… pretzels. and erm, BAVARIANS. Stay vigilant, stay ready and stay slimy, s.
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