The old man is seriously working to find the bone I threw into the snow-covered bush. The other two? They let him do all the work…
… and then mug him.
You can tell what the black dog is thinking but he doesn’t have the speed.
Crash: “Now wait just a damn minute!”
Boss: “It’s called redistribution – get used to it. Fair? No, not really. But it’s for the greater good.”
Moose: “Don’t hate the playuh, hate the game!”
Crash: “I do hate the game and don’t go getting all ghetto on me – besides the genetically darker one might take offense.”
Moose: “He’s missing teeth and he’s slow, I can take him!”
Crash: “But he’s crazy! You ever wake up at night with him standing over you and all you can see is eyeballs and teeth?”
Moose: “Kinda spooky I’ll admit…”
Houlton: “You know I can hear you guys right?”
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