The Never-Ending Labyrinth At The Bottom Of The Cellars

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I Don't Care: Hello!

[Scott McLamok]

Where's my five bucks man? The chicken fight remember?

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*I Don't Care is confused*

[Scott McLamok]

Bruh. Remember you bet on the White chicken, I bet on the Rhode Island mine won. He did cheat though but judges didn't see it that way so, suck it up and give me my five bucks.

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*A look of anger and realization floods over IDC's face*

They only didn't see cause you threw turnips in their eyes!

[Scott McLamok]

Radishes*

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IDC: Oh my bad, couldn't see well from where you tired me to the grandstand with purple zipties!

[Scott McLamok]

Pink*

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IDC: Yeah no, they were purple.

[Scott McLamok]

Pinkish blue

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IDC: That is purple!

[Scott McLamok]

You mean the color of your face right now?

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I DON'T HAVE A FACE!

[Scott McLamok]

I DON'T CARE

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IDC: WHAT IS IT NOW?!