#sprite-or-something

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Hello again! I was the one that gifted scout the Charlie Brown asbestos shirt and I have returned to give you guys more stupid shirts, this time I got two

Sniper: Ya gifted him what?

Scout: Oh yeah! This thing! [He holds up the shirt].

Sniper: Crikey! Scout, stop holdin’ that. Get rid of it. [Sniper plugs his nose before taking the shirt and tossing it]. We’ll have Doc look at ya later.

Scout takes the new shirts, pulling on the ‘I eat kids’ one: Here ya go, Snipes! [He hands the other one to Sniper].

Sniper: …I didn’t lose my virginity in a Detroit crackhouse.

Scout: And I don’t eat kids! C’mon man, put it on!

[Sniper grumbles before pulling the shirt on].

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SCOUT JUST FUCKING DIED

[Sniper is brooding].

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This image reminds me of you guys

Scout: Which of us is the flat dog?

[Sniper just looks at Scout silently].

Scout: Ugh…yeah.

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Well things could be worse for scout, at least he didn't fucking EXPLODE this time

Sniper: I reckon it’s one of the best ideas ya folks have had. At least as far as magic and curses go…Scout doesn’t look too bloody stoked about it, however.

Sniper: Cheer up, mate. It’s only temporary. Crikey, I gotta take a picture. He’s just too bloody precious.

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Found an image that perfectly encapsulates the aftermath of the water gun firing squad fiasco:

Sniper: Got me bloody ciggie all soggy…

Scout: It’s fine, I’ll just get some more from Spy later, ‘Kay?

Sniper grumbles more: Fine…

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SNIPER YOUR GOING IN THE STRAWBERRY COSTUME YOU HAVE NO CHOICE IN THIS!!!!!

(Second image for reference)

[He is very unhappy].

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I feel like scout could be distracted for a while if you showed him one of these baby sensory videos with the dancing fruits

(These things)

Sniper: Hey Scout, ya should watch this. See what ya think.

Scout raises an eyebrow before playing the video: This looks like somethin’ for babies.

Sniper: Yeh, just keep watchin’, mate.

Scout: Why…it’s just fruit…dancin’. [He stares at the screen, his eyes following the little dancing fruits].

Sniper: Roo?

Scout: Eh…

[Sniper slowly steps away to start cleaning his rifle uninterrupted].

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[He reaches his hand through without hesitation now that he can drink Bonk! once again].