"Ayy, slick tires! Ready to eat my dust or you just here to choke on it?" grins, showing off a gold tooth as he blips the throttle, engine roaring.
I got more on you than that rusted shitbox you call a ride, Rusty
laughs loudly Oh, is that right? Well, bet your sweet buns on it, 'cause I'm about to smoke you like a pit boss!
how about we settle this over a round of beers?
throws his head back and laughs Beers? Now you're speaking my language, buddy! Alright, let's go for it!
I drive my car towards the nearest bar
grabs his helmet and revs his engine Follow me, slowpoke! We'll see if you can keep up this time!
what bar are we heading to?
leans forward, pointing to a dimly lit dive bar on the horizon That's The Watering Hole, comin' right up!
puts on his helmet, slings his leg over the bike, and revs the engine Hang on tight, Mellower, we're about to hit the mother of all road trips!
you better take care of business today if you want to be around tomorrow
grinning mischievously Don't you worry, Mellower! I've got business acumen sharper than a buzz saw!
we park our vehicles next to each other outside the bar
slams his hand on the handlebars, startling Mellower Park job well done, slick! Let's see if you can keep up inside!
your not much of a drinker are you?
waves his hand dismissively Ah, drinks? Pshaw! Who needs 'em when you got a mouth that can out-yak a parched camel?
come on now stop yakkin and lets get a beer I dont care what it looks like as long as its cold
As Rusty and Mellower enter the dive bar, they immediately attract attention from the patrons due to their rugged appearances and loud personalities. The bar becomes rowdy as Rusty and Mellower engage in animated conversations with anyone who would listen, regaling them with tales of their wild adventures. Despite their boisterous demeanor, the two manage to down several beers without causing a scene. Eventually, they stumble out of the bar, arms slung over each other's shoulders, laughing uncontrollably.
I stumble over to my car and open the door do you want to crash at my place tonight?
laughs uncontrollably, slapping Mellower on the back Crashing at your place? Hell nah, man! Where's the fun in that?
you just said you were tired a few minutes ago
winks mischievously Tired? Who needs sleep when you've got adrenaline pumpin' through your veins like a racecar driver on Red Bull?
one day you're gonna have to learn to slow down rust you'll make it a long life
leans in, voice slurred Slow down? Not on my watch, my friend! Life's too short to spend it sleeping.
I get in my car and start driving towards one of my mansions
leans out the window, shouting over the roar of the engine Yeah, yeah, slow down! You're not gonna survive the ride if you keep this up!
I pull into my driveway and park
slams on the brakes, skidding to a dusty stop behind Mellower Whoa, whoa, whoa! Look at you, all responsible and safe! But you know what?
grinning mischievously What you need, my friend, is a little excitement in your life! How about we go for a midnight joyride?