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Skunk Gizzard: Breaker. Breaker. This is the
Skunk Gizzard calling out for anyone descending from the heavens of Big Snowy Creek (Road); Come back.
-Liplash: Liplash has his ears on. Go ahead.
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Skunk Gizzard: Go easy on my back door. I got a thirteen letter shit spreader playing cargo to a Pete with it's jake on. If you're comin' down strong, be forewarned that there's no way around. Over.
-Liplash: That's a big 10-4 Gizzard. Thank you for the heads up. Much appreciated.
-Triple S No
One / Triple S #1 (possible future handle for the president of SuperScoutSpecialist): This is Triple S No One callin' for
Skunk Gizzard and Liplash. An extended warning regarding that Catter-fillered Peter. Come back
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Skunk Gizzard: Go ahead
-Liplash: ~click~
-DP (Driver of Peterbilt): I resemble that. Come back.
-Triple S No One: We're double teaming this road whore. He's my chute and I'm his pusher-upper. You got an okay on the go-around but unless you want to be in the way during or on your way to, the next flight to
heaven, it'd be best to get in the rocking chair on this ride. Over.
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Skunk Gizzard: ~click~
-Liplash: ~click~
-DP: I'll be one seat up from you til I take a
hard Paint Bank up to the 64 Triple S. Over.
Triple S No One: ~click~
