Zack: "I'mmmm not so sure about the new guy. He looks...foreign."

Steve: "I dunno, Wolfbeam, it seems like he might be okay once we get past the fact that his head is a hand grenade."

Zack: Meanwhile, in Steve's dreams...

Steve: Last night was the recurring dream where I try to stop the Indians from going extinct, but the last Indian dies because he can't see the sky in the white man's cities and he doesn't know how to use a telephone.

Zack: If you can lucid dream try giving him a medical alert bracelet.

Steve: He keeps asking for bananas.

Zack: We did it!

Steve: Was that it? I didn't hear the buzzer.

Zack: It hits a frequency only audible to a certain pan-dimensional, pan-sexual blue dog.

Steve: Do you mean me?

– Steve "Malak" Sumner and Zack Parsons (@sexyfacts4u)

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