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: ...and I am pretty sure he will be late. Again. If he isn't here soon we will have to start without him.
: Im sure he will show up soon. He is pretty hard to miss.
: Where is Tingles anyways?
: He was adding my guns to his airship.
: Doesn't it already have guns?
: Kinda... I mean if you count probability and chance as a weapon then yes.
: Doesn't he also have faster than light drives?
: Once again, I'm not too sure. His ship is a mystery. I don't even know how it even works. Ive asked Tingles many times but all I get is nonsensical ramblings.
: I suppose we can wait a bit longer. Sure wish I still had my plane. We wouldn't have to wait for him if I did.
: You're lucky we survived that loving crash. And you're also lucky the Pooba didn't kill you for that.
: Not my fault.
: Man, you were TOTALLY at fault.
: Nope. His fault. You just can't say anything that would piss him off without the threat of being killed.
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