Loony John sends us to get a car for his daughters wedding and we lift it no problem, but this fuckin Elvis guy says the car’s got sentimental value and he’s gotta drive it only he don’t tell us he can’t fuckin drive. So we’re gettin our asses outta there and he’s doin fuckin donuts in the middle of the strip, smashes into some yokels from south of the border god only what happened to those assholes and finally elvis unfucks himself and drives off. The cars busted the wedding is tomorrow and the brides got a hit out on her, but who the fuck cares no body even knows where she is, but one things for certain she ain’t with the groom. So we gotta track this bitch down and bring her in only did I mention she’s got a fuckin hit out on her. Who the fuck puts a hit out on a girl? We track her down, but she’s about to elope with some nobody bartender for love or some shit only their weddings gonna be a little hotter than usual cause this fuckin death squads there with a fuckin flamethrower to light up the happy couple only they find out that a tank of propellant ain’t so good when you’re getting shot at. So the main guy goes boom and I’m pretty sure they’ll be scraping bits of him up for the next few months. Then we take the happy couplr and drag these ungrateful bastards into our car and back to John, who is probably gonna get pissed off cause we weren’t exactly gentle with his little angel and to top it all off, now I gotta buy Raquel a fuckin steak.
Nicky
Loony John sends us to get a car for his daughters wedding and we lift it no problem, but this fuckin Elvis guy says the car’s got sentimental value and he’s gotta drive it only he don’t tell us he can’t fuckin drive. So we’re gettin our asses outta there and he’s doin fuckin donuts in the middle of the strip, smashes into some yokels from south of the border god only what happened to those assholes and finally elvis unfucks himself and drives off. The cars busted the wedding is tomorrow and the brides got a hit out on her, but who the fuck cares no body even knows where she is, but one things for certain she ain’t with the groom. So we gotta track this bitch down and bring her in only did I mention she’s got a fuckin hit out on her. Who the fuck puts a hit out on a girl? We track her down, but she’s about to elope with some nobody bartender for love or some shit only their weddings gonna be a little hotter than usual cause this fuckin death squads there with a fuckin flamethrower to light up the happy couple only they find out that a tank of propellant ain’t so good when you’re getting shot at. So the main guy goes boom and I’m pretty sure they’ll be scraping bits of him up for the next few months. Then we take the happy couplr and drag these ungrateful bastards into our car and back to John, who is probably gonna get pissed off cause we weren’t exactly gentle with his little angel and to top it all off, now I gotta buy Raquel a fuckin steak.