Kelly picks up her dad's head, not seeming to be hearing him. "Let's see, how the fuck did that go... alas poor yogurt, I knew him, a ratio? Shakepseare makes no fucking sense." she muses.
She finally realizes her dad was talking to her. "Uhm, let's see, you had a 50 cal heavy machinegun, a rocket launcher, four chain weapons, five knives, a katana and a full ammo belt, right?"
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