"Mother," Fatman is saying. "Mothercunt flagpee applepoop."
"Countersigns acquired," Ronette notes for the record. "Fatman is on line and responsive."
Annabelle tucks the covers in all the way up to his snuggly little jowls then takes out the action file and flips to the current protocol.
"Now dumpling, we want to talk to you about... national information policy."