Steve:
[completely wasted on the nitrous oxide]
... But, this map is heavy... It's got all of those... robes on it. Robes? Rogues?
Mike:
[also stoned; giggling]
Roads!
Steve, Mike:
Aahahahaha!
Mike:
[suddenly stops laughing]
I'm stoned... so are you!
[looks in the backseat]
Mike:
Dammit! The nitrous oxide's leaking into the car! OK, calm down... we just gotta keep under the speed limit... limit...
[starts giggling again]
Mike:
Limit! Haha, that's another one of those freaky words!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:57