Randy turned the key but the car wouldn't start! He tried it again and a third time, but no luck.
"Fuck! what are we gonna do?" Randy yelled, almost leaving everyone deaf.
"We need to find a pay phone, quick! Or they won't find our bodies!" John said really concerned.
"I think Dave should go!" Edge said, trying to save himself, before he could get chosen.
"What HELL NO! I want to live!" Dave practically punched Edge, but Edge managed to move away.
"Dave look at yourself you have all that muscle! Might as well use it for something!" Randy said challenging Dave.
" Is your skinny ass deaf! Didn't you hear me I want to live!" Dave yelled back.
"They got a good point, I mean your as big as a house! The murderer wouldn't dare go near you!" John said.
"Yeah, I might be as big as a house! But that don't mean my ass should get barbecued!"
Not to mention, i'm the one that has been suffering through most of this trip!" Dave yelled.
What do you mean! You have had enough luxury throughout the trip!" Randy said.
Yeah right, Dave said rolling his eyes, you wouldn't even pull over when I needed to take a piss! I ended up taking a piss in a can of soda!"
"Wait did you pee inside the Diet Dr. Pepper while it was still full?" Randy asked with concern.
"Yes why?" Dave asked with a curious look in his face.
"Oh shit! I drank it!" He said with a disgusted look in his face. "No wonder It tasted kind of weird I thought it tasted weird because it was a diet coke!" Randy yelled furiously.
"That's just SICK man!" John said with a look of disgust.
"Thats just fucking grows! Edge said looking as disgusted as John.
"Why did you fucking pee in it while it was still full?" Randy said he was furious and asked Edge to hand him his suitcase. Edge did what he was told, Randy quickly took out his tooth brush and started brushing away like some psycho maniac.
"What did you want me to do?" Dave said with a look of amusement on his face. I needed to take a piss so bad, and I wanted to get back at you for putting my ass with blondie over here! Dave said pointing a finger at Edge.
"What the hell! You were the one that didn't want to drive! And John has to ride shot gun because this is his car!" Edge yelled at Dave. They talked, talked argued, argued until John says "Do you guys realize we are arguing over something retarded! A killer is on the fucking loose, we need to find a payphone so we could get the hell out of here!"
"Fine!" Randy said with tooth paste all over his mouth.
Ok, well who's going?" John asked.
"Like I told you little girls before I ain't going anywhere!" Dave said.
Everyone turned to look at Edge.
"Why is everyone looking at me?" I Aint going anywhere either!" Edge said, worried that he would be the one getting picked.
"I ain't going either." Randy said while whipping away the tooth paste.
"I have an idea." John said leaning over and grabbing a pen and notepad. On the notepad he put his name, Edge's name Randy's and Dave's. He tore them out and took out a "Red Sox" hat from his suitcase. He put the four pieces of paper inside it.
"Ok Dave and I will take one piece of paper out, and whoever's name is on it is going to go and look for a payphone, agreed?" The other three nodded. Dave and John unfolded their paper.
On Dave's it said Randy on Johns it read "john"
"Fuck, just my rotten luck!" John yelled.
"Im guessing you got picked?" Randy asked
"yup." John said looking pail and worried.
"Well, It seems your luck is just as rotten." Dave said showing the paper to Randy.
"Shit!" Randy said.
Dave and Edge looked at each other relieved that they didn't get chosen.
"Well I guess we should get going." Randy said while getting his wool jacket from his suitcase, John did the same. "In case we don't…" John was about to finish but Dave caught him off.
"Whatever you have to say, say it when you get back." Giving both John and Randy a sympathetic look. "Ok." Randy and John both said. Nothing else was said and John and Randy opened their doors, not knowing what lay ahead. They just prayed nothing bad would happen.
