Drewfus: That is one biotic chunk of woman filling up those hex tights.
Drewfus: Where do you even get pants like that? The space skank store?
HaloDog69: Yo, I am not even fooling around here, I have got to straight up jack it to this picture.
Drewfus: I want her to download her contents on my dilznick.
HaloDog69: If this were Seinfeld I would be Kramer sliding through the door shaking my head and smacking my money down on the table because I just lost the bet.
Drewfus: Mass Effect more like the effect of DAT AZZZZZZZZZ.
HaloDog69: Blow up that onion like a prothean self destruct.
Drewfus: I want to reaper those juggling juice buckets.
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