[He really had to try hard not to laugh at that joke. Oh, God, it was so bad. His favorite. Pretty sure Eridan wasn't trying to make that big of a deal out of it, though. Instead, he sat straight up, finally pulling the pressure off of Eridan's chest.]
Fuckin' perfect, brother! Why don't we all get our look on of these crazy motherfuckers, then?
[He bounced excitedly, rocking up on to his feet and probably causing Eridan a great deal of discomfort by doing so before looking down and offering him a hand up.]
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Fuckin' perfect, brother! Why don't we all get our look on of these crazy motherfuckers, then?
[He bounced excitedly, rocking up on to his feet and probably causing Eridan a great deal of discomfort by doing so before looking down and offering him a hand up.]
[His hand was still stained green.]
[Oh. Urgh.]