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Shut up and pay attention, dork.
You ride in the back.
Rolling in five minutes.
I thought I told you to shut up.

That’s one nasty ride, and I’m not talking about the modified halftrack. I’m talking about the Radio Wagon in the back. Ten minutes of diesel fumes, a sand facial and no shock absorbers would be enough for me to bail and limp back to the comfy confines of The Overnight Open Thread.

[Update: I’ve been informed that she’s Tank Girl. I’m so not worthy.]