Post Whores II

[MadMaxx61]

Tex: The cold is the least of our problems.
Andy The Bomb: Why do you say that?
Tex: I suppose we have to get into that temple. Well it is gaurded by about two dozen guards.
Caboose: Oh no.
Tex: Yep.
Caboose: No. No. No. I forgot one of my mittens. We have to go back.

 

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[MadMaxx61]

Tucker: Hello inferior Red squad!
Church: We would like to talk to you about...
Caboose: [Interrupting] Sneak attack!
Church: Shut up you idiot! We're not here to fight! We're here to negotiate!
Caboose: Yay! Sneak negotiation!

 

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:dale-simon::dale-simon:

Hey I am from Canada


Also this would be faster if I did not have to wait 15 sec to post

 

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[MadMaxx61]

[the Blues have Lopez and have delivered an ultimatum to Sarge and the mostly robotic Simmons]
Sarge: I'm torn between my intense distrust of the blue team and the need for the plans stored in my favorite robotic creation!
[beat]
Sarge: No offense, Simmons.
Simmons: None taken, sir! You removed the negative emotional center of my brain, and implanted it in Grif!
Grif: [sobbing] I... I just can't take this, we're all going to *die*!

 

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