Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for August 29, 2014
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Transcript:
Breezy: Yawn. Sun's up, Rip... how'd you sleep? Rip Haywire: I'm disgustingly injured in the middle of nowhere, and I had to sleep next to a beautiful woman, who I swore to myself I could not love! Great! This beat-up old cot must've been my sleep number.
The Breeze and I are whispering good bye.