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Chapter #3
Blow smoke at the Jaguar
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I lift the car up high and then lower it fast. After a few times of this, I hold them up close to my face and stare at them with my stink eye. They all look green. The g-forces from just this little effort on my part is usually enough to get anyone to hurl chunks. As if that wasn't enough, I shake the convertible around from side to side and tilt it at steep angles. It is child's play for me, but to the three guys stuck in my toy car it is extremely violent.
Sucking hard on my thick Cuban cigar, I hold the auto back up near my mouth and blow thick smoke over them. It quickly surrounds the entire car. They are hacking up a storm. The guy in back is trying to crawl out and escape. The guys in front are trapped - the front end had crinkled around the bottom of their legs. Man did they look miserable. I pinched the tires one by one. The exploding sound from being popped was pretty loud.
I shoved the cigar back in my mouth and starting dismantling the expensive auto with both hands. I was sporting a major woody from ripping the windshield off, squeezing the back end into a pancake, scraping huge dents with finger nail.
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