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[mohawks]

So we doing the new game shuffle? Look, I'm just saying, this place better be a step up. I'm talking luxury style suits, and none of this event week bullshit. Dinosaurs, plagues, fuck that. You take me somewhere new, I want hot chicks, free beer and an out on all that stupid "character building" crap you're so amped up about.

And you know what, while I'm on the demand train here, stop your whining and do the canon review. Or figure out a way to cheat or something. It's not rocket science here. If I can get away with skipping every math class in the last three years, you can figure out how to get the Cliff Notes deal for this review thing.

Step your game up, got it?

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[crookednipples]

[Hold up, dude.]

Dinosaurs?

[dedicatedbitch]

[ Did someone say hot chicks? ]

There's definitely no free beer in Anatole. Or luxury suites, for that matter, unless you somehow manage to get rich while you're there. Sorry.

[hummel]

Somehow I'm not actually surprised that you're trying to convince someone to cheat, but need I point out that watching a few episodes of a sitcom isn't even remotely on a par with junior Math.

[mohawks]

That would be what got your attention, Evans.

There was like, a whole week where dinosaurs rampaged. It was badass for ten minutes before I figured out I couldn't go outside without something trying to eat me.

[mohawks]

[ helloooooo nurse. ]

So what you're saying is I should look into pyramid schemes or something.

[dedicatedbitch]

If you think it'll work, knock yourself out.

[crookednipples]

Oh, my God. That sounds like an awesome excuse to go all Tarzan of the jungle. I mean - if the jungle had dinosaurs, you know what I mean. You should've just beat them down with clubs or something.

[thequarterback]

Dude, so far this place is kinda really lame. Weird singing flowers and mind-reading and stuff.

[mohawks]

I'll have to take your word on that, Hummel. I never made it to junior Math.

[mohawks]

That's it? Count yourself lucky, man. It could be way worse.

[warbles]

... Can't say I've gotten the dinosaurs and plagues treatment.

Anatole doesn't have luxury suites. It has beer but I'm guessing it isn't free.

And, you could... get off the demand train. Maybe board the request train.

[thequarterback]

Well, I haven't really been there long or anything. Apparently it does get worse or whatever. I keep hearing about monsters and some stupid fog outside the city.

The city's just kinda boring though. [Paaaaause] And Rachel's kinda popular there.

[mohawks]

[ SAM YOUR PRIORITIES. ]

They were five times my size. I'd need a massive club. Or a flamethrower like in the movies or something.

[mohawks]

What've I got to lose? A guy's gotta eat and all that.

[satana]

[ HOLD THE PHONE. TWO PALMS UP. TALK TO THE HANDS CUZ THE WRISTS ARE PISSED. ]

Wait up, wait up. I'm stuck with Jell-O baths and attack robots, and you're getting potential three-piece suits and martinis? Where do I sign up?

[mohawks]

Fog? They're complaining about the weather? Must be real hard over there, huh.

[ WAIT HOLD UP ]

Say that again?

[crookednipples]

[ ... are the best priorities. ]

So you should have found a massive club! Or like a machine gun. Dude, don't tell me the game you're in had a full on Jurassic Park episode and you didn't take down a single dino.

[dedicatedbitch]

Just don't drink the water unless you get it from specific places.

[mohawks]

Request train? Nothing gets done on that train, Warbler. You gotta put your foot down or you're stuck in limbo or whatever for the rest of your life.

[mohawks]

[ LMFAO U MAD SANTANA also you lost him at jell-o baths fyi ]

Jell-O baths? No, tell me about that. Was it like a wrestling type deal or...?

[warbles]

I feel like even at graduation you'll be calling me Warbler. Maybe limbo's better than where we are right now.

[mohawks]

What's wrong with the water?

[satana]

[ FUQ U PUCKERMAN I WANT MARTINIS TOO ]

Here, let me detail every last minute of a video that you could find within two minutes of searching on PornoTube. [ So Santana speaks three languages, and Sarcasm is the one she has learned before Spanish or English. She snaps her fingers in his face. ] Hello? Luxury suits? Deets?

[thequarterback]

Yeah, I keep being told not to go out into the fog, like it's Silent Hill outside the city or somethi-- No. Mist. But whatever. Same thing.

[See? He thought it was important to point out too!]

Rachel's got like this whole fan club or something. It's like the opposite or what it is at home.

[hummel]

My point is, even you could manage to stare at a screen for a few hours, Puckerman, so it's a mystery to me why both our mundanes simply can't seem to find the time.