The car, a non-descript four-door sedan-wagon thing, rumbled along,
purring nicely and only losing a little power steering fluid. Sara and
Jasper, so relieved that they had escaped the horrible ICP, did not
realize who the driver was until it was too late.
It was the idiot Lots42.
"Oh dear God!" said the two, both sitting in the roomy front
area. "Dammit! Lots!" says Sara. "We all know you take a crapload of pain
pills. Can you even be driving?"
Lots shakes his head. "Silly. The pills are for migraines. I don't get
them all the time. I'm clear now."
Nevertheless, Lots42 drives straight into the 69 mile marker.
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Sara and Jasper get out and into another passing car.
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Actually, this sedan was made by Detroit in 1965. The mile marker is demolished, the bumper is not even -scratched-. They drive on.
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Same as above, except the mile marker had spun into the air, pierced the windshield and impaled Jasper in the face.
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Lots42 stops the car to change the tire; he had, actually, a -normal- tire. Sara ponders stealing the car the second the new one is on. Jasper farts and giggles.
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They drive on, even though the mile marker pole is buried deep into the engine and fluids and steam are coming up everywhere.
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Five minutes later, Jasper, Sara and Lots are in the back seat of Reaibn's stolen vehicle, the roomy Monster Truck called 'Death-Bringer'.
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Five minutes later, Sara and Jasper, after having locked Lots42 in a truck stop men's room stall, are riding in the front seat of Princess Astra's motor home.
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Consumed with anger and Ultra-Syphilles, Lots42 transforms into Lizard-Mecha-42, demolishing the car and -almost- squishing the others.
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Despite the car being perfectly driveable (gouges and dents only) the trio are soon subdued and captured by Wikipedia Cultists.
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The mile marker was a secret lever to reveal the road into the Playboy Mansion. Only...the mansion had been abandoned for years.
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