Salty joe: Fries... Tasty fries... get your limp, greasy, tasteless alternative to a decent meal over here, folks.
	Morshu: Lampoil! Rope! Everything the savvy adventurere might need! And all for a MMMMM meager amount of rubies!
	Salty joe: Beat it, fatso. I was here first, try to find yourself your own customer base.
	Morshu: MMMMM
	American Bear: Hi i take extra large order of fries ok :DDD and died coke bls :DDD make it double size :DDD
	Salty joe: Yeah, fries coming right up.
	Morshu: LAMPOIL! ROPE! GUNS! They‘re yours, my friend!
	American Bear: oh shid guns :DDD i tage two dozens okay :DDD need to brodegd my freedoms :DDD
	Salty joe: Hey, what‘s the idea big guy?! Stop stealing my customers. Here buddy, you get an extra clump of grease on top, how‘s that? [sneezes on his fries]
	American Bear: oh wow extra flavor :DDD i cand bass up on that offer :DDD
	Morshu: BOMBS?
	American Bear: oh shid :DDD yes blease i havend been fishing in a while :DDD
	Salty joe: FRIES!!
	American Bear: waid :DDD
	Morshu: BOMBS!!
	American Bear: oh shid :DDD
	American Bear: o fugg i can‘d decide :DDD
	American Bear: hard choices are best :DDD dog bless freedom :DDD
	American Bear: here :DDD have demogratic debate so i can know who i should give my money to okay :DDD
	Morshu: Don‘t worry, my friend, I will MMMMM showcase you the quality of my wares after BOMBing the LAMPS out of that MMMM squirrel and his OILy stand.
	Salty joe: Fuck you, fatso! I‘m not a squirrel! How about I give you a first hand serving of the things growing beneath the deep frier!!
	American Bear: [excited clapping]