00:00 - 00:03 | Gather 'round, so we can figure how to get on to this new site |
00:04 - 00:05 | Babs is in Berlin, Kentucky working |
00:05 - 00:07 | and Travis has been seen in pubs, here, and here. |
00:08 - 00:12 | They finally got the old site running the way it should |
00:12 - 00:15 | so I don't know why they want us to go to this new site |
00:17 - 00:19 | Let me get this straight |
00:19 - 00:21 | No one can log-in? |
00:24 - 00:26 | My Fuhrer |
00:27 - 00:28 | There's more |
00:31 - 00:33 | The new site refuses to accept your password |
00:34 - 00:36 | for some stupid reason. |
00:53 - 00:58 | I hate to do it, but I need twelve volunteers to go beat Travis' ass until he gets it right. |
01:13 - 01:15 | You sorry Son of a Bitch |
01:15 - 01:17 | Every time I try my password, " Big Weinerschnitzle" |
01:18 - 01:23 | The site tells me " Password too short" |
01:25 - 01:28 | Donât they knowIâm hung like a friggin donkey ? |
01:29 - 01:31 | unless the girls are leaking disinfo. |
01:31 - 01:34 | Bring Travis, or what's left of him back to me, I'll show him "Shorty" |
01:34 - 01:37 | He deserves a good ass reamin' after that last fiasco. |
01:37 - 01:40 | I'll jam him so hard, his fucking eyes will pop. |
01:40 - 01:42 | It's too late for that, he's already been taken care of |
01:42 - 01:46 | What do you mean," Too late"? I told them to beat him, not kill him. |
01:46 - 01:48 | My Fuhrer, Ojerk has gotten to him first. |
01:48 - 01:52 | That piece of shit ! He's trying to blame Travis for all the mistakes on his teleprompter? |
01:53 - 01:54 | That's just so much bullshit. |
01:56 - 01:57 | It takes em two years to get the RTR site up and running correctly |
01:57 - 02:00 | and now they expect us to switch over to a site you can't even log-on to. |
02:00 - 02:03 | I don't think anybody over there knows what the fuck they're doing. |
02:04 - 02:08 | It's just like the U.S. Congress, theyâre a bunch of buffoons too. |
02:08 - 02:13 | I want you to find the little prick that leaked my password |
02:14 - 02:16 | Somebody re-set my password to " Shorty" |
02:17 - 02:21 | I'll bet it was the NSA, they've been snooping around a lot lately. |
02:27 - 02:29 | They're doing this, just to piss me off; |
02:30 - 02:34 | They KNOW I'm hung like friggin donkey |
02:34 - 02:36 | Bastards! I'll cut their balls off ! |
02:41 - 02:42 | What the fuck ! |
02:43 - 02:47 | I'm so pissed; I should just go back to Facebook. |
02:48 - 02:53 | There's no privacy any more. Not with those assholes in Washington running the NSA |
02:54 - 02:56 | And they have agents infiltrating every aspect of your life. |
02:56 - 02:59 | God help whoever it is , if I catch them. |
03:00 - 03:02 | They won't live to see tomorrow. |
03:04 - 03:07 | Don't worry; I won't tell him that you called him " Shorty ". |
03:14 - 03:16 | General, don't you think it would have been easier |
03:19 - 03:23 | for them to just open a Go-Daddy account and create a new web site? |
03:25 - 03:26 | I do. |
03:31 - 03:33 | Dumb prick. |
03:40 - 03:46 | What the hell are we supposed to do now, that we have no social media outlet ? |
03:46 - 03:49 | Watch the grass grow? |
03:53 - 03:56 | We have to wait for Travis. |