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[gotshotgun]

[Sarge is standing around a table conveniently located smack dab between Red and Blue base. don't ask how it got there.

...or how it has streamers considering it's outdoors

all that matters is there's a giant table covered in food and assorted drinks and Sarge is putting the finishing touches on some of the decorations. you'd be surprised how hard it can be to decorate while holding a shotgun, but he manages]

All right you dirtbags, come and get it.

Except Grif. He can keep watch. And no one touch my pie.

[there are seven pies. choose wisely]

Comments

[minione]

Oh, bien. Otra de sus ideas estúpidas. Estoy seguro que esto va a funcionar igual que en los últimos quinientos ideas estúpidas.

[Oh joy. Another stupid plan. Im sure this will work just like the other 500 stupid plans.]

[gotshotgun]

Ah, there you are, Lopez! I know you're excited, but I need you to help make the punch. Just mix this here booze into the juice and we should be set.

[minione]

Sí. Dígale al robot para que vierta el boooze en el jugo. Dicho sea de paso-que dejó el jugo en cajas. Esto es lo más servicial a la hora de verter la bebida en el mismo. realmente.

[Yes. Tell the robot to pour the alcohol into the juice. By the way- you left the juice in the boxes. That is very helpfull when you tell me to pour the alcohol into the juice. Really.]

[gotshotgun]

I know! You can't have a party without some good spiked juice. Liquor makes everything better, I've found. Especially when it ends in me shooting Grif. [wipes a fake tear from his eye] Ah, memories.

Now hop to, Lopez! We've still got candles to light on the cake!

[minione]

¿Podría por lo menos conseguir un recipiente para verter el jugo en primer lugar?

[Could I at least get a bowl to pour the juice into, first?]

[gotshotgun]

Sure thing, but be quick about it! Though to be honest, I didn't know robots needed bathroom breaks.