| John: Get trolled by GC. |
346 |
| Jack: Give guy a proper funeral. |
346 |
| AND NOW, IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME. |
346 |
| Dave: Consult with poppop. |
346 |
| John: Go out to be strong. |
346 |
| John: Spy in the future... |
346 |
| ==> |
346 |
| John: Eat cake. |
346 |
| Dave: Bleat like a proboscis. |
346 |
| John: Reunite with your weak pathetic digits. |
346 |
| SOMETHING IS A DRAMATIC CHANGE. |
346 |
| Vriska: Check on Sollux. |
346 |
| ==> |
346 |
| John: Clean up the can of gravy. |
346 |
| YOUR UNIMPATIENCE HAS BEEN SLAIN. |
346 |
| so hey |
346 |
| Jane: Answer Strider. |
346 |
| Jane: Turn page. |
346 |
| Jake: Take it. |
346 |
| ==> |
346 |