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- Jul 26, 2012
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Karla: What shall we do?
Truck : **** and you, that's a plane and YOU are driving it...-walks away from plane and zombies-
Karla: -puts her seatbelt on-
Karla: Sweet, thank you!
Karla: You not drinking?
Karla: Not really the time for following the law now is it? Plus, a couple of hours won't hurt you.