Mother: Rachelle! Rachelle: What? Mother: My Internet isn't working. Come fix it. Oh, and by the way. When you get back from Anchorage, I'm sending your ass to fat camp! (sound of a van closing) Guy 1: Hey, yo, man. After we're done roastin' this bitch, let's go to the Super Wal-Mart. Get that new Creed album. Guy 2: Ah, yeah, man. Scott Stapp, that guy's a musical genious. Guy 1: One of the great minds of our generation. (match lit) (sound of a fire burning) Guy 1: Man, look at that. We're burnin' this van so good, no one's every gonna figure out what we did.
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