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November 18, 2022 | Skorpa: lrn2drive

  "The ONLY mother fucking reason you should be on my mother fucking ass is if you tryna fuck boy!!!!! GOD DAMN MOTHER FUCKING STINKY SHIT DRIVERS!!! LEARN HOW TO DRIVE!!!"

~Skorpa

"WHAT A GLORIOUS MORNING !!!!!!!"

~Erik

"MAKES ME SICK!!!"

~Skorpa

 

"That fun of a trip huh? Sounds exciting!" ~Allya

"Always a glorious morning when you wake up." ~Armand

"Just shove everyone else off the road! If they don't know how to drive." ~Becca.

Allya gives her mother a look and then smirks.

 

"Well you know what separates the functioning psychopaths from the actual psychopaths?" Bloodhair mused with a wicked smirk.

"The old ladies figured it out!" Arne mused with a laugh.

 

Serena: "Wanna borrow Millie and Tillie? Or I could mount Amy in the rear. She's new."

Trent: "Is this your way of asking to ride along with them?"

Sebastian: Hey, you were thinking it!

Nathaniel: But you said it! ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ

Trinket: *just shoots a little burst of flame*

 

"Well stop running your dumb ass mouth and come on we ain't got ALL DAY!!!" Sigefrid loudly from the back bed.

"I didn't invite them!!!!" Skorpa shot back

"Who runs this bitch!!??" Sigefrid barked back.

"Not me?" Skorpa smartly.

"Damn fuckin straight" Sigefrid

 

Serena giggled and scampered into the truck. Millie was in her purse, Tillie strapped to her thigh under her skirt, and a Tungsten steel monstrosity with gold plating in some areas strapped to her back.

"Amy's new," Trent said happily, taking the SMG off Serena's back and looking for somewhere to mount it. "Our baby acquired her for us!"

Serena handed Millie to Sigefrid. "That's Trent for 'no-one expects a fluffy pink dragon to rob an arms dealer'."

Nathaniel crawled in, too. "I think you mean 'No-one expects a fluffy pink dragon anywhere, for any reason.'"

Trinket flew into what was rapidly becoming a party bus and immediately cuddled up to Sigefrid, making Serena pout. "Aww. He stole my cuddle spot." Even though two seconds later she was nestled right into her man's other side.

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