“No, Bob: this is not I-40.”
“Maybe it’s a ring road.”
“It’s not a ring roa–”
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH
“What the fuck, Weir?!”
“Did you see that thing?”
“A raccoon or something in the road.”
“I’ll shoot it!”
“Billy, don’t–”
SLAM
Kuh-CHICK
“OO-TEE-DEE!”
ZZZZZZZZZWHAMMO
…
…
…
“Bob?”
“Yeah, Josh?”
“Did we just get ambushed by Jawas?”
“Looks that way.”
…
“Should we help Billy?”
“Hell, no. He’s gonna come to in about ten seconds and be in a blind rage. He’ll tear us to shreds.”
“Sure. Hey, Bobby?”
“Yeah?”
“I think I don’t wanna be a Grateful Dead anymore. This is weird.”
“Shows are already booked. No way out.”
…
“Oh, Billy’s up. You should turn on the windshield wipers.”
“It’s not raining.”
“Blood.”
“Sure.”
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Are there steelies in his eyes?
No, but there should be.
Someone needs to do that.
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COTD
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Bravo SpamJam!!!
WooHoo!
I think I finally feel like I’m part of the best damn comment section on the Internet!
On behalf of the group, we welcome you
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Great idea Smoking Leather!