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"Firing Main cannon." Shelia says as she fires.

"Yeah! Take that!" Simmons yells. "Suck it Blue... I mean, Red. Suck it Blue.... Uh, Damn! Red! God, this is harder than I thought."

"Hey, Simmons, what the hell are you doing?" Grif yells to Simmons.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Simmons yells. "I'm attacking the Blue base... ...I mean, the Red base! Fuck!"

"Defense is established Sarge!" Donut yells. A shell hits the base. "Cancel that Sarge, defenses are destroyed."

"Killing our own team, huh?" Grif says. "That's cool.  Hey listen, how long do you expect this whole crazy thing to last? You're turning into Ash."

"I'm not crazy, Grif." Simmons yells. "You just wouldn't listen to me when I said there was a tank!"

"I listened to you."

"You told Sarge that there wasn't a tank!" Simmons says as Shelia fires her cannon. "There it is, it's a tank!"

"Oh, you said listen to you, not agree with you." Grif explains. "Yeah, I thought that joke was pretty funny, but now Donut's my manager and everything kinda sucks now."

"Well too bad, 'cause this is what you get now you dumb Blue Bitch... Red Bitch! Fuck! You know what I mean!"

"Firing main cannon." Shelia fires her cannon.

"Great sodium chloride!" Sarge yells. "There goes my chemistry set!"

"Ahhh!" Ash yells. "My plasma rounds! I was saving those for my birthday!"

"I don't think killing Sarge is much of a punishment for me." Grif yells. "Just come back to the base man. I'll let you boss me around again."

"I don't know..." Simmons yells back. "I think you're just telling me what i want to hear!"

"I am, see?!" A shell hits red base. "It's just like old times! Come on, buddy!"

"Will you help me clean my armor?" Simmons yells. 

"How about I promise to help you clean it." Grif starts. "but then just convince Donut to do it later?"

Shelia fires her cannon.

"Ah, good old Grif!"

"Simmons, is that you?" Sarge yells.

"Yeah, Sarge, but don't worry. We got..."

"Simmons, I can understand you're going crazy and seeing imaginary tanks!"

"The tank is right there!" Simmons yells. "For the love of God!"

"And I can obviously understand why you'd want to attack you own base." Sarge yells.

"You can?"

"But painting yourself blue?! Dear God man! Don't you have any shame at all?!"

"Hey, Sarge!" Grif yells. "You should also note that he missed a couple of spots!"

"Grif?" Sarge asks. "What in Sam Hell are you doing out there? At least Simmons has the intelligence to formulate a mutinous plan."

"Thank you, Sir!" Simmons yells. "I mean, suck it Blue! God damn it! I mean Red!"

"But you're a slothful idiot! Treason takes effort. I never expected this from you."

"Ah, up yours." Grif says.

"What was that?" Sarge asks.

"Up yours, Sir!"

"That's better!"

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07-02-2022