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[roughcriminal]

Why the fuck is my room full of pink flamingos and koosh balls?

[Muttering.]

...HEY. SHOCKWAVE. I WANT WORDS WITH YOU, BROTHER. WE GOT A PROBLEM.

Comments

[rocknrollfries]

The real ones or the plastic ones?

[roughcriminal]

Plastic ones. Wait... nah, plastic ones.

[rocknrollfries]

Yeah then I don't see the prablem.

[roughcriminal]

They're hogging the ball pit. And they're sharp.

[roughcriminal]

They're hogging the ball pit. And they're sharp.

[rocknrollfries]

Dood. Why the hell do you gat a ball pit if I don't?

[roughcriminal]

Tequila.

[rocknrollfries]

So yer sayin if I drink a bunch a tequila an-- no, wait, what are you sayin.

[roughcriminal]

Get drunk and then go down to Deck 12. Gets kinda fuzzy after that.

[rocknrollfries]

Okey actually the whole gettin stuff fer myself thing? Isn't gonna fly. So how about you get drunk again and go to Deck 12 again and do yer thing, and I'll wait here fer you to bring me my ball pit.

Oh and also you gatta set it up too sarry.

[roughcriminal]

Brother, you want me to get you some balls to play with?

[rocknrollfries]

Yeah. No. I see what yer doin there. Yer tryin to make it sound all gay and shit so you don't have to do it, but that's not ganna werk because I don't care about that shit and I really don't wanna do it myself.

THEY ARE LIKE THE SAME CHARACTER WTF.

[roughcriminal]

Gimme a million dollars.

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[rocknrollfries]

That's a lat a money dood. How bout a thousand.

[roughcriminal]

Thousand mil.

[rocknrollfries]

Now yer just bein ridiculous.