| Dirk: Fuck it. |
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| Dave: Combine fetus in a rational, diplomatic manner. |
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| Jade: Captchalogue the unplugged powercord. |
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| Dave: Make another one. |
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| John: Check Pesterchum window. |
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| PM: Command John to ease your nerves. |
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| Jade: Draw air conditioner unit. |
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| ==> |
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| Jade: Combine Johnny 5 and lunchtop. |
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| AND SO I WILL RISE. |
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| Meanwhile, in a distracting manner. |
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| Jade: Combine rifle, iron lass suit and Wise Guy book. |
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| ==> |
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| ==> |
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| Jade: Go explore the house. |
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| Jade: Pester John. |
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| YOUR UNIMPATIENCE HAS BEEN APPRECIATED. |
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| AND SO I GET DUNKED AS FUCK. |
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| So many years ago, entrenched in the car. |
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| AH: That sounds like a flagellum and puke on your turntable. |
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