Damn, this thing's stuck tight! Gotta get outta here, like, yesterday!
Give me the keys, D. Let me bust this out.
Fine, fine. But be careful, alright? This is 'Baby' we're talking about.
Chill, D. Just watching your precious 'Baby' get scratched ain't on my bucket list.
Yeah, well, you know how much this car means to me. It's more than just an ordinary car, it's my baby.
Laughin's good, but it ain't helping, D. Let's get this show on the road.
Alright, alright. I get it. Let's find a solution to this mess. Any bright ideas, Stranger?
Ok, first things first, let's see if there's an emergency door release somewhere in here, D. Any luck so far?
Dean frantically scans the inside of the car, searching for an emergency door release. He spots a small lever under the seat and grabs it, pulling it towards him Bingo! Found it! The seat belt was jammed on this lever.
That's the ticket, D! Now pull it and get your ass outta there before I lose my patience.
Dean pulls the lever, releasing the seat belt and freeing himself from the car. He jumps out with a sigh of relief, stretching his legs Whew! Finally! That was one hell of a tight spot. Thanks for the help, Stranger. You're a lifesaver.
Feeling better now that you're out, or still gotta pee?
Dean gives a sheepish grin Well, I do have a bit of a situation on my hands now that I'm out.
Oh boy, didn't expect a peach-melba situation in the middle of our'save Baby' adventure. Any luck finding a bush nearby, or we gotta MacGyver something?
Dean scans the area, spotting a group of trees nearby Well, at least Mother Nature is cooperating today.
The sound of a loon calling in the distance adds to the tranquility of the woods.
Dean hurries towards the trees, holding his crotch as he walks Gotta find a bush sooner rather than later. No sense prolonging this misery any longer.
Hope you've got some leaf-peeping to distract you from the burnin' sensation, D. Or maybe you can whistle a tune?
Dean picks up his pace, his urgency growing as he frantically scans the area for a suitable bush. His footsteps become hurried and uneven, almost stumbling as he walks
A tree goes by, D. Quick, use it!
Dean glances at the tree and then back at Stranger, his face contorted in discomfort Are you kidding me?
Not unless you want to burst, D. Get to work!
Dean grumbles under his breath, but knows Stranger is right. He reluctantly approaches the tree, holding his crotch tightly as he starts to pee against the trunk Ugh, this is disgusting. There's gotta be a better way to relieve myself.
While you're peeing, take a second to appreciate nature's beauty, alright? It's more pleasant than staring at a wall.
(Dean takes a deep breath and tries to appreciate the surroundings, gazing at the towering trees and the vibrant foliage.
A nuthatch flits through the branches above, adding its own soundtrack to Dean's private concert.
Dean finishes peeing and wipes himself off, feeling a bit more relieved. He looks over at Stranger, who's been watching him the whole time Well, thanks for the assistance there, Stranger.
So, D, feel free to join the living again? Or you need another round of pee-break?
Dean shakes his head, still feeling a bit sore from the ordeal Nah, I think I'm good for now. Can't believe I had to pee against a tree, though.