Hydrogen: If Kim J. Ok took any lesson away from his last animated disaster, it seems to have been that the only thing standing between him and success was a lack of rousing musical numbers.
Trillaphon: Is that what you call this?
Hydrogen: No, I think that's the Gathering of the Sharkalos.
Trillaphon: So, these guido sharks...they're all inmates.
Hydrogen: Yep. Inmates.
Hydrogen: In the ocean.
Trillaphon: That makes sense.
Hydrogen: You think that's bad, how about the worst yet most satanic Pokemon we've ever seen delivering the most viscerally disturbing song and dance party this side of Salo?
Trillaphon: Oh thank God, that noise at the end must have been the cyanide capsule in my brain exploding. Ahh, sweet release. So long, suckers!
Hydrogen: I have bad news for you.
It's time to get a new TV. Your old one was made like two years ago, and so much has changed. You might as well be looking at a dinosaur's butthole. Why would you keep doing that, when you could be looking at a robot's butthole?
This libtard terminator keeps asking for guns that don't exist and I may have to close early out of frustration.
My game is funded. Now I know everything.
Sea of Thieves: Reduced the number of quest types from 3 to 2
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