Wolfie interrupted him with; listen asshole. Take this awesome chainsaw. It’s magical. It will allow you to jump through space like a fucking superhero. Not like one of those pussies, I lift shit up, type. You’ll be one of the good ones.
In a vast, uncharted spot of space, Baby parked The Starsky next to an asteroid that resembled a giant potato. It took the two of them an hour and fifteen minutes to find Tito’s tracker. Baby found it in the refrigerator duct taped to the back of the vegetable crisper she never opened.
There is no better time than now without you.