Bad Day Part 3
" Oh no, don't die on me now Mr. Car," Goku pleaded as his car began to sputter and slow. " Not today, I can't fly you home! Don't die you piece of fucking shit!" Goku cursed, pulling over to the side of the road. He got out and lifed the hood and choked as smoke billowed out.
" Damn it! Damn this shit to fucking Hell!!!" He continued to curse as he tinkered with the car parts under the hood. The care gave a little shudder and fell apart completely. " Shit! The fucking bastard who made this care is gunna get fucked up his ass so bad, his shit will blast out of his God damned nose!" Suddenly Goku saw a familiar black motercycle come over, and slowly pull to a stop.
" Kakarote, is that you?" The short driver questioned.
" Yeah Vegita, it's me," Goku replied sadly after heaving a sigh. It felt good for him to have a little cussing fit though ^-^ Vegita glanced at the car parts scattered in the road.
" Ha ha, sucks to be you!" Vegita laughed and rode on. About a hundred yards away, Vegita's bike sputtered to the side of the road. Goku could hear Vegita's curses from where he stood, and they were about ten times more foul then his own. Goku jogged over to where Vegita was kicking dents into his bike.
" Where you grounded too?" Goku asked. Vegita sighed and nodded.
" I'm having a bad day," both Sayan's chorused.
" Come on Kakarote, let's get some burgers, I'm starved," Vegita suggested. Goku nodded.
" If you don't tell Chi-Chi, I won't tell Bulma," Goku said mischiviously. Vegita nodded and both men jumped up and began flying to a city for food.
" Oh no, don't die on me now Mr. Car," Goku pleaded as his car began to sputter and slow. " Not today, I can't fly you home! Don't die you piece of fucking shit!" Goku cursed, pulling over to the side of the road. He got out and lifed the hood and choked as smoke billowed out.
" Damn it! Damn this shit to fucking Hell!!!" He continued to curse as he tinkered with the car parts under the hood. The care gave a little shudder and fell apart completely. " Shit! The fucking bastard who made this care is gunna get fucked up his ass so bad, his shit will blast out of his God damned nose!" Suddenly Goku saw a familiar black motercycle come over, and slowly pull to a stop.
" Kakarote, is that you?" The short driver questioned.
" Yeah Vegita, it's me," Goku replied sadly after heaving a sigh. It felt good for him to have a little cussing fit though ^-^ Vegita glanced at the car parts scattered in the road.
" Ha ha, sucks to be you!" Vegita laughed and rode on. About a hundred yards away, Vegita's bike sputtered to the side of the road. Goku could hear Vegita's curses from where he stood, and they were about ten times more foul then his own. Goku jogged over to where Vegita was kicking dents into his bike.
" Where you grounded too?" Goku asked. Vegita sighed and nodded.
" I'm having a bad day," both Sayan's chorused.
" Come on Kakarote, let's get some burgers, I'm starved," Vegita suggested. Goku nodded.
" If you don't tell Chi-Chi, I won't tell Bulma," Goku said mischiviously. Vegita nodded and both men jumped up and began flying to a city for food.