EIGHTEEN WHEELERS OF FORTUNE: LET'S PLAY BMFCT

"So what the hell are we supposed to be hauling again?" Piston Shrimp asks as he surveys the Double-Trailered Monstrosity parked in front of him. The Beast was one and a half stories tall, complete with a cow catcher that goes all the way up, and a bitchin' crab claw crane on the back. Strapped to the sides were a couple of fuckin' sick motorcycles and this weird ass flat looking mech thing that looked strong enough to lift a fuckin' building. On top of the main trailer was some kind of giant slingshot thing, and guarding the front was a MOTHERFUCKIN' FLAMETHROWER.

"We're moving a load of fucking puppies or something right?"