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Red Team rules, because they have the Sarge.
Sarge: "So unless anyone else has anymore mythical creatures, we're gonna go with: the Warthog. How 'bout it, Griff?"
Griff: "No sir, no more suggestions..."
Sarge: "Are you sure? How 'bout Bigfoot?"
Griff: "No, sir, it's alright..."
Sarge: "Or the Unicorn!"
Griff: *sigh*
Sarge: "Sasquatch?"
Simmons: "Leprechaun?"
Griff: "Dude, don't encourage him!"
Sarge: "Phoenix... Hey Simmons, what's the name of that Mexican lizard... eats up all the goats?"
Simmons: "Ah, that would be the Chupacabra, sir."
Sarge: "Hey Griff, Chupa-thingy, how 'bout that?"
And let's not forget the brilliant medic/insult exchange...
Griff: *sigh* "I just thought I'd let everyone know that I suck."
Church: "And?"
Griff: "And that I'm a girl..."
Chruch: "What else?"
Griff: *sigh* "And I like to wear dresses, and have pink ribbons in my hair, and I want to kiss all the boys..."
Sarge: "This has got to be the best surrender ever."
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