Hey, listen up, Bucket. You wanna start something with me? You wanna dime me out on the WWW. Well check it out. You're playin with fire. If I cut loose, it's all, like, dead, or somethin...There's a couple more rocks around where I got that one and I don't need those rocks, niether. You gotta lotta nerve cuttin on me. You might remember when your brakes went on the skids and I just about bit it at a four way. Or how about when I was talkin' to Lisa after work and she was just about to get in so I could take her home and then, like, you putter out, and she's like "oh, okay, guess I'll see ya around, Chad." Way to go, rustoleum. I picked you up when you were suckin' on that lot. You can't hang, Man!

CHAD ROCKS!

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