CG: BAG YOUR FACE, YOU NOID. NONE OF THIS MATTERS RIGHT NOW. IT
MATTERS SO LITTLE THAT I'D NEED A DAMN MICROSCOPE TO SEE EVEN A
GLIMMER OF THE AMOUNT OF MATTER ANY OF THAT SHIT HAS TO DO WITH
THIS SITUATION.
CG: WHAT DOES MATTER IS THAT WE'RE SUDDENLY STUCK GOD KNOWS WHERE
WITH ONLY THIS SHODDY PIECE OF JUNK WHICH NEITHER OF US HAS A
CLUE HOW TO USE AS OUR ONLY MEANS TO GET HOME.
TA: jee2e kk stop wiiggiing out.
CG: I AM NOT WIGGING OUT. THIS IS ME MOST DEFINITELY NOT WIGGED
AT ALL. I AM TOTALLY CHILL. IF I WERE ANY CHILLER THERE WOULD
BE ANOTHER FUCKING ICE AGE.
TA: 2ee none of thii2 would have happened iif you had ju2t kept
your cool iin the fiir2t place.
TA: ii told you anythiing that diickweed tg wa2 iinvolved wiith
would turn out two be a total 2cratch.
TA: but would you lii2ten two me oh no what doe2 2ollux know
except obviiou2ly 2o much more than you.
CG: EAT SHIT AND DIE.
TA: oh come on kk 2top beiing such a ho2er.