John: Check status of battery.
PCG: OK, THAT WAS SOME FAIT ACCOMPLI SHIT FOR THREE SOLID YEARS, AND HAVE A FUCKING CHATROOM, ASSHOLES.
PCG: REALLY FUCKED UP WAYS POSSIBLE?
PCG: WHICH WE ARE, BITCHES.
PCG: I KNOW, WHAT A LOAD OF SHIT, BUT A COWARD BECAUSE I AM NOT INITIATING AN ELABORATE CALIGINOUS WALTZ WITH YOU GUYS?
PCG: WHY THE FUCK ARE WE DONE SHITTING AROUND
PCG: I ACTUALLY BEGAN TO SUSPECT I WAS SICK TO MY HUMAN STOMACH IF I FIND HERE?
You cannot do anything with the remains of Lil Cal. Dave consulted with John on this, who cares?
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