Sarge continues. "It goes you, then me, then Ash, then Simmons."

Sarge continues

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Sarge continues. "Then back down to me, then you, then me, then me, then Ash, then me, Then Simmons, then me, you, me, ash, me, you, Simmons, me,me,me, Simmons, ash, you. Me. Then me again. It makes perfect sense."

Simmons turns to Sarge. "But doesn't that mean you go twice as much? Or, ten times as much?"

 "But doesn't that mean you go twice as much? Or, ten times as much?"

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Sarge fires his sniper rifle at Grif.

"OW!" Grif yells.

"This is the best game since Grifball." Sarge says.

"I knew there was a reason for me to keep so many snipers around." Ash says.

"I'm not comin' down!" Grif yells

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"I'm not comin' down!" Grif yells.

"Hey Grif!" Sarge yells. "Move back and forth like one of those ducks at the carnival!" Grif ducks as Sarge fires again. "No, don't duck, that makes you harder to hit. Act like a duck!"

Simmons turns to Sarge. "Wait a minute, that was my turn!"

Sarge reloads his sniper rifle. "This is the Lighting Round."

"Who's in the Lightning Round--"

"Me." Sarge says as he fires his Sniper.

"Alright, fuck this, I'm comin' down!" Grif yells. Sarge shoots him. "OW! I said I'm coming down!"

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