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001 [Voice]
Jul. 30th, 2009 10:41 am[The computer is kicked on]
--iece a' junk! Whoa, hey! It turned on.
YO, PHONES. I KNOW YOU OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, SO WHERE YOU AT?
And why's the world gone technicolor on us, huh? What's up wit' all this? It's like someone ate fingerpaints and barfed 'em everywhere or somethin'.
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......
COME ON, MAN, RESPOND ALREADY.
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Aw, screw this crap. Imma come find you.
[Computer times out to the sound of him running off into the distance]
--iece a' junk! Whoa, hey! It turned on.
YO, PHONES. I KNOW YOU OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, SO WHERE YOU AT?
And why's the world gone technicolor on us, huh? What's up wit' all this? It's like someone ate fingerpaints and barfed 'em everywhere or somethin'.
...
......
COME ON, MAN, RESPOND ALREADY.
...
Aw, screw this crap. Imma come find you.
[Computer times out to the sound of him running off into the distance]