Watssap Omar: Yo, dude! wipes coffee off shirt You tryna drown me or what? Missed ya, bro! Got a new gig?
while burning the bugs I accidentally hit the lighter on something making it spark more and then some of the bugs start to become zombies
raises an eyebrow, grinning Well, well, well... Looks like we've got ourselves a bug apocalypse, my man!
pulls out a pistol and starts firing at the zombie bugs Don't worry, my fearless companion!
laughs heartily Ah, well, my bad! Guess we're both all fired up, huh? Let's turn these suckers into bug burgers!
I’m gonna run and get my gun that I don’t have
grabs Stranger by the shoulder No need, my dude! We already got the firepower we need right here.
As the mutated bugs continue their relentless assault, Watssap and Stranger realize they are trapped in a desperate situation. With no way out, they decide to make a last stand inside the gas station. They barricade themselves in a room, but the relentless horde begins to break through the door. With bullets running low, they prepare for their final confrontation.
grabs a nearby chair and wedges it against the door Hang tight, partner! We're gonna give 'em a taste of our finest badassery!
I shoot a few and then I reload
grinning mischievously Nice shot, my man! But we can't just sit here and play cowboy-cowgirl, waiting for those little bastards to bust through the door.
that’s what we do I shoot and then we run
puts a hand on Stranger's shoulder Partner, you gotta trust me on this one. We can't just run and gun our way outta here.
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Look, my man, we gotta think smart here. These bugs ain't your average, everyday creepy crawlies.
As the mutated bugs finally break through the door, Watssap and Stranger prepare for their final stand. With weapons drawn and determination in their eyes, they brace themselves for the inevitable clash.
shoots a few more and then I empty the magazine
grabs a metal pipe nearby Alright, partner, time to show these bugs what we're made of! swings the pipe at the approaching bugs
when I hit them with the empty magazine they fall backwards
grinning triumphantly Ha! Take that, you little critters! Looks like we've got some fight left in us yet!
I grab my lighter and throw it at them
laughs, throwing his hat in the air That's the spirit, my man! Now, watch and learn how a real pro handles these insects!
the fire from the lighter makes most of the bugs die
picks up a broken piece of the door Woo-hoo! Look at them go, partner! We did it, we kicked their sorry asses to the curb!
some of the bugs still have fire on them
quickly grabs a bottle of alcohol from a nearby shelf No worries, my fearless companion!
I spray the alcohol on the bugs
starts doing a victory dance Yeah, baby! We did it, partner! Those bugs didn't stand a chance against our badassery!
we have to get out of here before more show up
You got it, my man! Let's get the hell outta Dodge before these little buggers regroup and come after us again.
As they make their escape, they hear the distant sounds of more insects swarming towards them. The adrenaline pumps through their veins as they push forward, determined to leave the infested town behind.
revving the engine Vroom vroom, baby! Let's burn rubber, partner! We left those bugs in the dust!