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Molly was a
smart girl when it came down to making money and not too stupid when
it was time to spend it. Unlike the wannabe Mall girls, who were
addicted to buying shoes due to overdose with movies like Sex And
The City, Molly was an adrenaline junky – fast cars, bungee
jumping, travel, laser tag...you name it...Molly loved it.
Inspired by
her recent success Molly was pumping classic songs such as Baby
Girl By Aqua in
the Blueberry she stole from California Muscle and Little J. She was
also driving well above the speed limit. Unfortunately, an annoying
sound interrupted her joy:
'Beep! Beep!
Beep! Beep!Beep'
The sound
was the ring tone of Johnny who left his phone in the car. Molly
pulled over to the side of the road in order to decide what to do.
After a brief moment of hesitation the waitress answered.
'What the
hell do you want pussy boy? You mad?', said Molly while opening a
pack of chips.
'Listen to
me you stupid brain dead bitch. I am going to find you and throw you
to the pigs.', said California Muscle who was mad as hell.
'Spoken like
a true gentlemen.', said Molly and broke the phone. She knew very
well that the Blueberry she was driving was stolen and therefor had
no choice but to abandon it. Molly took all her belongings and
started walking down the road. It wasn't going to take her a lot to
find another victim to drive her to the closest town...
In the
meanwhile California Muscle, Little J and CT Flat Brain were trying
to find out who was the most retarded out of them and were constantly
fighting over the reason they got fucked over by a waitress.
Thankfully California Muscle was strong enough to untie himself from
the radiator where Molly left him and Little J.
'You don't
even have GPS on your phone, you dumb fuck!', said California Muscle
to Little J who was trying to calm himself by eating vanilla ice
cream. He heard a rumor that this was Arnold Schwarzenegger's
favorite. After about 20 more minutes of screams and insults CT Flat
brain interrupted Cali and Johnny.
'In case you
have forgotten I got shot in the foot.', said CT Flat Brain despite
the fact that the wound on his leg was the size of his balls which
were as small as a peanut due to abuse of anabolic steroids.
'It's barely
a scratch. Let's move. We have to go back in town and find evidence
against Antonio Montana.', said California Muscle while counting the
few dollars he had left in his pockets.
'But we
don't have enough to buy even bus tickets.', said Johnny who had ice
cream all over his mouth.
'I have a
nice double bike in my garage. You can take it and I will stay here
and take care of myself....you will even burn some calories.....you
need if after that sugar bomb.', said CT Flat Brain.
It was true
that CT Flat Brain had a double bike in the garage. It was something
like this:
'No fucking
way I am riding that thing.', said California Muscle meaningfully. He
clenched his fists.
'You have no
other options. Pussy. Maybe you want to steal another car and enjoy
the male touch in prison?', said CT Flat Brain.
California
Muscle knew he was fucked but going back to prison was never an
option for him. 'Let's ride', he said.
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