Sid and Tony walked out of O'Malley's Pub, each carrying a haggard looking
briefcase that carried their MP-5s.
"Whose car should we take?" Sid asked.
"I don't have a car," Tony replied quietly.
"I guess we'll take mine then," Sid said as he started walking down the street.
After walking almost a block, they got to where Sid had parked the Accord but it wasn't there. At that point, Sid noticed the parking meter.
"Damn it! Stupid politicians want all the money," Sid said with disgust.
"What the hell do we do now?" Tony asked seeming more comfortable with his new partner now.
"Ever steal a car?" Sid asked with a smirk on his face.
"Uh, uh," Tony grunted while shaking his head "no".
"Here's your first lesson then. Just watch what I do and get in the passenger side when I honk," Sid said as he pulled out an automatic pistol.
Sid waited a couple moments until he saw the perfect victim; an old fart driving fairly slowly in his new, black Mercedes-Benz SLK 320. Sid opened his briefcase and pulled out his MP-5 while jumping into the street about forty feet in front the car. The old man slammed on the brakes but just barely missed knocking into Sid. The man let out a deep sigh until he saw Sid pointing the automatic weapon at his head. Sid walked swiftly over to the door while keeping the gun trained on the man's head. He yanked the door open and through the man onto the hot asphalt. Sid jumped into the car and pulled up about ten feet and honked the horn just as Tony opened the passenger side door.
"Damn. I didn't think it would be that simple ," Tony said seemingly surprised.
"That was an easy one. Think you could pull it off?" Sid asked.
"Sure," Tony said easily.
"Next time it'll be your turn then," Sid said as he pressed the gas pedal.
The poor old man got up off the ground slowly and then realized what had happened.
"You son of a bitch. I'll you find you and kick your ass!" the man yelled as he threw up the middle finger.
Just then cop pulled up next to the man.
"Is there a problem, sir?" the cop asked while taking his shades off.
"Damn right, there's a problem!"
"Whose car should we take?" Sid asked.
"I don't have a car," Tony replied quietly.
"I guess we'll take mine then," Sid said as he started walking down the street.
After walking almost a block, they got to where Sid had parked the Accord but it wasn't there. At that point, Sid noticed the parking meter.
"Damn it! Stupid politicians want all the money," Sid said with disgust.
"What the hell do we do now?" Tony asked seeming more comfortable with his new partner now.
"Ever steal a car?" Sid asked with a smirk on his face.
"Uh, uh," Tony grunted while shaking his head "no".
"Here's your first lesson then. Just watch what I do and get in the passenger side when I honk," Sid said as he pulled out an automatic pistol.
Sid waited a couple moments until he saw the perfect victim; an old fart driving fairly slowly in his new, black Mercedes-Benz SLK 320. Sid opened his briefcase and pulled out his MP-5 while jumping into the street about forty feet in front the car. The old man slammed on the brakes but just barely missed knocking into Sid. The man let out a deep sigh until he saw Sid pointing the automatic weapon at his head. Sid walked swiftly over to the door while keeping the gun trained on the man's head. He yanked the door open and through the man onto the hot asphalt. Sid jumped into the car and pulled up about ten feet and honked the horn just as Tony opened the passenger side door.
"Damn. I didn't think it would be that simple ," Tony said seemingly surprised.
"That was an easy one. Think you could pull it off?" Sid asked.
"Sure," Tony said easily.
"Next time it'll be your turn then," Sid said as he pressed the gas pedal.
The poor old man got up off the ground slowly and then realized what had happened.
"You son of a bitch. I'll you find you and kick your ass!" the man yelled as he threw up the middle finger.
Just then cop pulled up next to the man.
"Is there a problem, sir?" the cop asked while taking his shades off.
"Damn right, there's a problem!"