RE: EIGHTEEN WHEELERS OF FORTUNE: LET'S PLAY BMFCT
09-11-2015, 02:07 AM
THE VERDICT Outer Bones' patch job doesn't immediately crumble, though it almost definitely won't hold for the ten fuckin' hours of driving ahead of you.
It's also probably going to contaminate any fuckin' ice cream that gets stashed in next to it, but, hey. It's keeping the fuckin' thing sealed, right now, so that's gotta count for something, right?
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There are now 18 cases of ice cream in the back of Sweetcakes' truck, unless either of Scab or Sweetcakes reckons they can claim to carry more than six crates per Arbitrary Time Unit.
There are six flavours of ice cream in the Fuck'd Truck, 48-57 crates of each flavour (~318 crates total). At least six crates have melted while the rest of you waltz around doing whatever the fuck.
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woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow