You flil your arms and scream.
PL: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
LL: get Yourself TOGETHER!
PL: I don't want a meteor!
PL: Those kill me!
LL: i Think THIS might Be TIED to The GAME.
PL: THAT'S WORSE.
LL: maybe If YOU get Shit DONE it Cancels THE meteor From MUSHING you To BITS.
PL: AAAAAARGH!
LL: four Minutes, WHEELS.
PL: WHAT DO I DO?
LL: i'm Going TO give You SOME things To... FUCK!
PL: OW!
LL: shit, I'm SORRY!
PL: What was that?
LL: i Just. UH...
LL: slapped You WITH a Punch CARD.
You use the magic of Capchalogue to pick that card up.
It seems pre-punched.
LL: put In THE totem Lathe, WHEELS.
PL: Where, genius?
LL: in Your FACE?
LL: What're You? BLIND?
PL: Yes.
LL: oh. Well FUCK.
LL: just Feel AROUND.
