ha

The Miami night felt warm and soupy as ThrottleJock darted through the streets, splitting lanes in downtown traffic with reckless abandon. The hordes of drunken tourists were ripped from their revelry to catch a fleeting glimpse of a maniac on a mission. A death mission.

just read this in a meeting and snorted and everyone looked at me, then I read doofo's post and did it again. Then I pretended I was coughing/choking and it was awkward.

said it was the laffytaffy