| 00:00 - 00:03 | Your usual Tuesday night game is on. |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | Clark said a few guys are coming over. |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | Kuntz said he'd show up |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | and Baumann might make it too. |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | Hopefully you'll win some money from those guys this time. You are running out of booze. |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | If Rupp shows up again |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | I'm sure to rake in the money. |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Mein Fuhrer... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | Rupp... |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | Rupp probably isn't going to make it. |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | You've tried calling him six times. He hasn't answered. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Everyone who thinks it was OK for Rupp to skip cards, get the hell out of this room. |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | Where the hell is Rupp? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Doesn't Rupp answer his damn phone? |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | I called him six times and Kuntz and I were both texting him. |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | What a punk pussy bitch! |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | He said he had the night off! |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | He said he would be able to make it! |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | And then the bitch doesn't even answer his phone when I try to call? |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | Hey Rupp. Fuck you you fucking fucker! |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | Mein Fuhrer, what kind of friend does that? |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | A piece of shit friend, that's who! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Mein Fuhrer, I'm sure he had a reason. |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | Bullshit! We all know what was really going on! |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | He thought he was going to get some |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | when he got home from work. |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | But instead, his wife gave him the Heisman. |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | So he decided that he would go back to work |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | just so he could check on the inmates. |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | He's probably playing with himself |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | after he walked past Jennifer's cell |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | and smelled her pussy! |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | I don't mind having to beat Clark and Kuntz. |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | I could even bring some Captain Morgan to share. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | But answer the fucking phone! |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | Or at least reply to a text bitch! |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | Or maybe he wasn't spending a wonderful night checking on the cells. |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | Maybe he spending some quality time with his buddy Dale! |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | He got Heismaned by his wife, |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | got so worked up from the pussy scent at work |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | and decided to go see Dale! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | He didn't really see Dale. I think he was excited about Jennifer. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | So this is the thanks we get. |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | Six phone calls and texts and he can't pick up the fucking phone. |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | No more Mr. Nice Guy. |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | Next time I see Rupp, I'm kicking his ass. |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | I'm going to tell him you bring your own Captain Morgan you bitch. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | Oh, who am I kidding. He'll be back next time. |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Maybe by then he'll learn how to use his fucking phone. |
