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Wally Barrecks	November 2 2008, 06:15 PM
Jack of Many Trades Posts: 15 Group: Member Member #45 Joined: October 6, 2008	A roaring engine tore through the night, that of a Blue 1980's Oldsmobile. The beast nearly glided on the road, probably 30 or 40 over the speed limit. Bloody marks were spread across the car, whether they been lines of crimson, or gruesome hand prints. Whoever the driver was, they had to be crazy. "Wellll, I don't need nothing, before the show, I don't need nothing, well that's not so, I neeeeed something before the show, just a little to to make me ggooooooo-" Wally could barely hear his own thought over the music he was blasting. Although, he wasn't about to turn down that beat. That, and he was too drunk to consider such an idea. The scientist was still wearing his lab coat, it's sleeves rolled up, and his name tag displayed on his front pocket. In his hand was a brew of Tussin and hard liquor, something most would be smarter than to drink such a mix. It didn't help that he was now seeing double illusions from the effects of drinking so much of the two. As his song switched, he took another 5 second swig of his drink, and swerved off the highway.


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