The kind of problem where I space you and all your death sticks.

[ is that clear enough??? what-ever, loser. ]

All sorts of shit is showing up, wouldn't be surprised if you got 'em back. So don't get any stupid ideas, Sonny-boy.

[ what kind are you, welwala? he can hear the words, but they're in anderson dawes' stupid drawl. he just sniffs at the inquiry after a long pause. ] Not like any other kind you'll find on this rust bucket.