[He just laughs, except it's definitely not amused.] You don't have money to buy me a ticket, man. Don't worry about it, I might just drive to New York. Or Wisconsin.
I don't know where I'm going, Chad. [Which is half-true. He sort of has a very vague sense of direction but he's pretty aimlessly driving which is actually a very, very stupid idea. He has his wallet, he has his phone, he has a credit card, and he has his truck. That's about it.]
Drive to your campus and get out of your truck and sit down somewhere or scream at me or play ball or anything, just stop endangering yourself and whoever's driving near you.
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I'm going to Nevada.
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[Because he can think of some jokes but, well. Not the time.]
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Come on, flying is a lot more extreme!
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Troy, we can fix this.
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Please, Troy. Please.
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[Hanging up now, because he needs to scream.]
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That lasts for a few minutes.]
...what, Chad?
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Can you stop doing that to me? I know you don't care about anything but her but I happen to care about you so cut the crap already!
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