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ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: heck it's amazing to be alive
ARQUIUSPRITE: Oh fiddlesticks, I'm just a torrential font of absolutely e%ecrable obscenity. My bad
ARQUIUSPRITE: I'm just so e%cited, feeling all these STRONG feelings and thinking all these HARD thoughts
ARQUIUSPRITE: Horsefeathers, my brain is so POWERFUL, it is operating in great strides like a towering musclebeast storming into battle
ARQUIUSPRITE: And these feelings. Dirk, these feelings
ARQUIUSPRITE: There is a 100% probability that I love being alive
ARQUIUSPRITE: And there is a 100 to the 100th POWER % certainty that I love being STRONG
DIRK: Uh.
DIRK: Wow?
ARQUIUSPRITE: 100k how red I am, dude
ARQUIUSPRITE: I'm so red, how sick is that
ARQUIUSPRITE: It's
ARQUIUSPRITE: Deplorable?
ARQUIUSPRITE: Ill, dog. I'm basically titillated here
ARQUIUSPRITE: Are you scoping this grody debasement
DIRK: What?
ARQUIUSPRITE: That ain't right
ARQUIUSPRITE: Makes a man wanna holler improprieties, do you feel me?
ARQUIUSPRITE: Let's talk about horses
DIRK: Horses...
ARQUIUSPRITE: Horses dude
ARQUIUSPRITE: Horses
ARQUIUSPRITE: Nuff said
ARQUIUSPRITE: Do we have any milk?
ARQUIUSPRITE: Ooh. What about a bow and arrow, are there any of those around?
ARQUIUSPRITE: I'm jonesing HARD to tug at one, all like, reevaluate my proficiency at the most noble discipline
DIRK: Can you calm down?
ARQUIUSPRITE: What about milk, dude
ARQUIUSPRITE: It seems I demand milk
DIRK: We don't have any milk.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Oh yeah
ARQUIUSPRITE: Just a lot of orange fizzy swill
ARQUIUSPRITE: What was occurring in your think pan to accumulate such vile libations
ARQUIUSPRITE: Just FYI, milk is the nectar of KINGS you nincompoop
DIRK: Roxy might have some in her fridge. I don't know.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Touch my muscles Dirk
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes, do it
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: I command you
DIRK: Fuck no.
ARQUIUSPRITE: What if
ARQUIUSPRITE: I touched your muscles
ARQUIUSPRITE: Like for comparison's sake
DIRK: Please don't touch me.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Wait what if
ARQUIUSPRITE: Good heavens
ARQUIUSPRITE: A rather inappropriate thought just galloped across my matri%
ARQUIUSPRITE: What if
ARQUIUSPRITE: You ordered me to touch your muscles
DIRK: I'm not going to do that either.
ARQUIUSPRITE: I demand that you order me to touch your muscles
DIRK: Absolutely not.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Do it
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: No.
ARQUIUSPRITE: Yes
DIRK: Ok, if I touch your fucking muscles, will you shut up?
ARQUIUSPRITE: Maybe

> Roxy: Pester Jake.
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