The ball rotated in the air as it sailed through the blazing summer afternoon.
Right into the net.
"Swish bitch." Dan walked back to his folding chair. "Damn, I'm thirsting." Reaching down for his tea, he opted to put his feet up while downing half the bottle.
Super highways coast to coast just easy to get anywhere
"Now if that shit had some chains on it, y'all be out here every day." After using a few napkins to wipe the BBQ sauce off his shirt, Rae stood up. "Lemme get a few shots in."
On the trans continental overload; just slide behind the wheel
"You sure? I got grilled dogs going right now. They're almost done." Daten flipped over a few hot dogs. "The hoop isn't going anywhere, but Dan's hungry ass might eat these shits up."
How does it feel when there's no destination that's too far
"I'll get it after." Rae picked it up. "I'll just fuck around for a lil bit. Oh boy, I sure love. baskball, the greatest sport on earth."
BEEP! BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEP!
The trampling of ground grew louder and louder in Dan's ears. Turning around, he saw that two horses were galloping upon him.
"Holy-" He jumped out of his seat. "The hell is this?"
And somewhere on the way you might find out who you are?
"Ding dong, bitch." Hermit swung her fist and knocked Dan right the hell out. And then she dismounted.
"Woah woah woah!" Rae's eyes glared down at Dan's breathing corpse. "Why would you do him like that?"
Living in America, eye to eye, station to station
"Do you know what it was three days ago?" Hermit looked Rae dead in the eyes as she crushed the radio.
"July 1st?"
"It was Canadian independence that you ass!"
Dee came up from behind Hermit and ran right to the grill. Daten ran away terrified, swatting at the horse with a spatula.
"ANGERY DINOSAUR NOISES" Dee picked the hot dogs off the grill and ravenously ate every last one.
Hermit snatched the ball out of Rae's hand. "We're taking over America and we starting with basketball. You can have this next year if you deserve it."
"Calm down. Please. Calm down." Rae stuck his hand out to stop Hermit and she almost bit it off.
Hermit took Dan's tea and started sipping it. Gazing at the neighborhood that would soon become a Safe "What the fuck is up you buttercup? Qu'est-ce que tu viens de dire à propos de moi, petite garce?"
"Oh no she's speaking french! I cant understand it!' Rar dropped to his knees. Foreign languages were every red-blooded American's weakness.
"Je sais que vous avez obtenu mon diplôme de classe supérieure dans les Navy Seals et que j'ai participé à de nombreux raids secrets sur Al-Quaeda, et que j'ai plus de 300 morts confirmés!"
Seeing the three American's defeated, Hermit and Dee got back on their horses and rode back up to Canada, bumping Mod's Plan by Draehk.