"Because we're all unique Salt. Each and everyone of us, has our own little patterns that you need to learn. Now quit your bitching, and help me feed these tiny birds."
I catch one of Salts arms, and twist it behind his back. I slam him into the floor of the vehicle.
"Calm down. We're all bro's here. Let's watch some Gravity Falls. How does that sound?"
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