Paine: Stop that!
Gippal: Whaddaya got in mind for fun?
Gippal: Any ideas, Dr. P?
Paine: A ship that glides through the air. That thing you mentioned before.
Paine: If it’s for real, I wanna fly it.
Me: Fuckin' DRP!
*DRP1 goes to it's station, confused*
DRP1: Hey, something wierd happened today.
DRP2: What happened?
DRP1: I passed by some kid and he started shouting durp!
DRP2: That's trippy shit man, here, have a hit off this blunt I confiscated from a medical user.
Migs: Wtf? Isnt he like 22? That fool has some serious DRPs
Billy Bob: You ever thought about chopping off someone's head and banging the esophagus as warm blood oozes all over your dick?
Migs: Uhh dude you have some major DRPs don't you?