TC 180-3 sketch (Patreon)

R: shouldn’t we get out of firing range, mother?

D: no, they wouldn’t dare do anything without their boss’ permission. And he’s currently incapacitated. The guard will be here any second. Let’s just watch.

R: what should be do with him?

D: he’s no longer useful to me. We’ll have him turned over to the Doves so they might stop bothering me for a while, i think.

N: i think the fuck not.