This brings out my best memories.
The best memories of never playing Big Rigs in my entire life. |
The memories of never playing Big Rigs are truly the best.
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will the next chapter include Big Rigs?
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Abraham will discover his secret power of infinite acceleration as long as he's moving backwards, but soon after that he will fall from the nearest ledge to the certain death. Everybody will be saved, the company will resume its production, the justice will be served. Mullock will get a raise.
Or not. I don't know, I always write them on impulse. |
Chapter 5:
-Sir, do you really think it's a good idea? What about our other employees? Shouldn't we care about them? - said one of the Gluttons. -Don't be such an asslicker! - said the bulky Glutton. -Oh, shut up, *bonehead*! - the monocle-wearing Glutton riposted. -Silence, you two! We'll deal with this terrorist scum, or my name ain't.... um... ain't... -It's DripStick. General DripStick, sir. - snarkily informed Slig the slig. -My name's John, you mean bastard ;_; Please don't refer to me using my college nickname. Slig felt bad for reminding General John of both his embarassing past and progressing dementia. -But, seriously, sir, I think an atomic strike is definitely a drastic measure. Too drastic, if you ask me. Maybe if we somehow managed to scare the terrorist off the factory, and then... -Don't spook 'em! NUKE 'EM! - butted in the bulky Glutton. - Nuke 'em to OBLIVION! -Well, I guess, if it's the only way to make him exodus from there. . . -I guess we have no other choice - said John, and, just before he pushed a red button, he added - let's hope his odyssey starts now. |
Powerful stuff.
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