Thread:BTR180/@comment-27550231-20200126214703/@comment-27666783-20200207014214

"Who knows how to speak Four Gods Mistern? …Nobody? Aw shit."

"The nerds from interpreting school handled that I thought."

''"They all called in sick." ''

"Assholes."

"Now we gotta do sign language and hold sticks out to talk to the Mulaohu Khan, and its fucking spring time so nobody draw a penis they'll get the wrong message."

"Wait-wait-wait? Mulaohu? Khan? They aren't Jinkos are they?"

"Jerry you're a seven foot and some change, five bucks heavy, super-soldier you'll be fine."

"No its not that, I'm allergic, I can't fuck with no cats man. Boils on my face and everything."

"You're telling us this when were T Minus haul ass and mminutes away on the dismount, in the ass pimple of the Mist continents, when were going to fucking tell us this?"

"Too busy carrying the Pig."

"Okay put a wet rag over you mouth and stick in the back fo the chalk then."

"Who's chalk leader?"

"Me, you idiot!"

See BTR, this is what happens when ya don't wanna teach the youth. They could use solid teaching material such as yourself.