God: An Esprit? Really? Not even a V-8 Trans Am? Noah: We build Excrement Excitement? God: Couple more gallons ought to do it… Noah: *mutters* asshole God: Excuse me?
*thunder and tectonic rumbling ensue* Noah: Look! Two squirrels!
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