I believe it's saying:
"Hi, the name is George and I've been flying UFOs over Hawaii while drinking rum (it's not mixed in tea). ****ing trolls and trekkies help me out with this fix which mentioned something about seizing the night long problem I've been having. Been training though, for the heavy weather that'll be equivalent to toads burning in molten mercury. Don't tell anyone though, it's actually code for the flagship that someone couldn't steer. Ah well, we still startled someone with the Champagne pop which makes me ready for some well-deserved Gin and Tonic at Ten Forwertz (club) with Counselor Troi (she looks so much alike, it's uncanny). Honestly, this gig is significantly better than being some janitor aboard the ISS Tellingya.
If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to start a topic about Bermuda. Okay? Sweet, then it's settled! Give me a peck on the neck, slap on some swimming gear and put those suitcases into the ocean (the ones I got from ****ing space!). Elven made eh, what do you think about that? I'll be flapping around with my styling gear with my bro FanQ and Chipperoke! Muahaha, his sofa is ruined now!"