Dr0cke develops a little vein pulse on his head. Oh, how people did not act serious in moments like this. It infuriated him...Almost as much as wearing buttfloss.
"STOP JOKING AROUND GUYS! :SCREAM: WE GOT A MISSSSIIIION. GOT DAT? " He then spelled out mission with emphasis on each letter.
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He then dropped down from the rope and decided what to have for dinner that night: Catfish.