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Everyone: Alright! Road trip time! Woo!!

*10 minutes later*

Pete: I HAVE TO PEE

Brendon: *singing* WE'RE ON THE ROOOAAAAD

Dallon: *backround singing* road...road...road...

Patrick: Are we there yet?

Joe: *sighs* This was a mistake.

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Everyone: *dead silence*

Brendon: welL ZOINKS SCOOB--

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Dallon: Ow! The seat belt buckle is between my ass cheeks!

Brendon: Well I got shit between my ass cheeks so I guess we gotta deal with it then!

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Andy: Everyone be quiet! I haven't slept in days! I need sleep!

Joe, the driver: *sips hours old black coffee* Crab-ass.

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Dallon: *says anything*

Brendon: *says anything*

Patrick: *says anything*

Pete: *so tired he laughs hysterically at everything*

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Andy: *turns his Android phone into a fucking Gameboy Color and plays Pokemon in the very back of the car*

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Pete: Paaaatrickkkk!! I can't sleep!

Patrick: Play some music on your headphones and close your eyes :D That'll help

Pete: *plays blasting heavy metal from headphones and sleeps peacefully*

Patrick: :) what the fuck :)

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Brendon: STOP THE CAR! LOOK!!!

Joe: *stops in the middle of the road* WHAT BRENDON?!!?

Brendon: It's a Waffle House!!

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Patrick: We're in Ohio!!

Brendon: No? We're in Indianapolis?

Dallon: I thought we were in Tennessee?

Joe: WE HAVEN'T EVEN LEFT TOWN YET

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Pete: And on your left you'll see our first tourist attraction! The local crack shack. Here you'll find a crackhead smoking what I hope is only weed.

Mikey: thanks

Gerard: bet they would look even better on Frankie's floor

Mikey: NO, I'm very busy, I don't want to go for a ride on your motorcycle.

Pete: Well, that wasn't what I was going to ask, actually.

Mikey: What do you want then?

Pete: Uhhh....something... work-related?

Mikey: What department is this?

Pete: Sorry?

Mikey: Well, if it's work-related, then obviously you'll know what department this is. What department is this?

*Pete glances at Frank and Gerard*