Fuck you, Rubicon!
If you're dumb enough to buy a new mech this weekend, you're a big enough schmuck to come to RaD mechs!
Bad deals! Mechs that break down! Thieves! If you think you're going to find a bargain at RaD
you can kiss my ass! It's our belief that you're such a stupid
motherfucker, you'll fall for this bullshit! guaranteed! If you find a better deal, shove it up your neural port! You heard us right! Shove it up your neural port! Bring your trade! Bring your title! Bring your hound! We'll fuck her! That's right! We'll fuck your hound!
Because at RaD
you're fucked six ways from Sunday! Take a hike to RaD! Home of Muzzle Fucking! That's right! Muzzle Fucking! How does it work? If you can fuck a hounds throat while they wear a muzzle and not get your buddy bitten off you get no down payment! Don't wait! Don't delay! Don't fuck with us, or we’ll fry your fucking synapsis!
Only at RaD!
The only dealer that tells you to fuck off! Hurry up, asshole! This event ends the minute after you transfer the credits, and it better not bounce or you're a dead motherfucker! Go to hell! RaD mechs! Rubicon's filthiest and exclusive home of the meanest sons-of-bitches this side of the arctic shelf. guaranteed!
