To the Liberty Rogue: Complains

[schlurbi]

Hahahaaa *coughs* Wait, wait. I told ya laughin' hu'ts me preddy bad. So fi'st, we let ya Mate full of Gold jus' pay a few lousy Credits *coughs* Then we let'm go right? Then we saw ya, fi'st ya had lot'sa Pods of Rogues in ya Hold, then ya were bein' an Ass to us *coughs* Ya refused to pay a bit, we offered ya to pay back the Cash'n ya give us the Guns. Ya dun' want to, sayin' we're Allies. Ah well *coughs* I'm notta Friend of some rand'm Junkah shoutin' Crap at me'n sendin' ugly Statics. Like I woulda love backstabbin' Junkahs. Ya refused to give us the Guns, ya had time given. Ya dun' wanna give me what I like? *coughs* Ya die, quickly's it is. I'm outta this Chann'l *coughs* mah Throat hu'ts, please dun' make me laugh 'gain 'nytime soon.

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"Who is it doing this synthetic type of alpha beta psychedelic funkin'?"