aesthetic: hudlight ( @doc-hudson )
“Mid-life crisis? I’m having a mid-life crisis? You’re having a mid-life crisis, buddy. You’re the one who’s trying to bury your past! I’m very well-adjusted, thank you very much!”
“I’m waaay past mid-life, hotshot” he replied, seeing no use in denying the obvious but still refusing to let McQueen win this round “and, shush. If you keep raisin’ your voice you’re not getting any pancakes.
“I’m not trying to cling to those times, bucko. I let go of 'em a lot time ago” he lied, hand still by the cane just in case he needed something to hit the other’s head with or needed to run away “you, on the other hand…”
“Me, on the other hand, I’m still here. I’m still real. You like to berate racers who are still in the game, to feel like you’re still a part of something, well, I’m different from you, 'cause I’m the one who’s still in the game.” Sort of. “And I don’t need your pancakes!”
