Been busy for a while working on something else but here you go. I really had a fun time with this.

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Death Race 2012

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VROOM!

VROOM!

VROOOOM!

"Ahhhh" the biker chick moans in pleasure. Marking an X on the wall.

"Hey! That was too fast! Learn to make a guy blow his load!"

"But you're so good at this. You totally rocked my world."

Boxer points at the several X's on the wall. "That's the number of times you orgasmed! I only came twice! "

"You're more like a devil than an angel."

"Pathetic, go fuck your handlebars or something."

Boxer switches on the television. News on a high-speed chase is on. The camera focused on a blue sports car followed by a red Hummer.

Boxer sighs," I picked a bad one today." He turns back yo the TV." Woah, crazy stuff."

"This is unbelievable! "The reporter announced. "An empty sports car is barreling through Daten City!"

Boxer laughs. "That thing is faster than you are."

"I don't come that fast, asshole! "

"Is that Sock?"

"We've received an unconfirmed report that the empty sports car is the work of a Ghost!"

Boxer's cellphone rings."yeah this is boxer."

"Where are you right now? " Bra asks menacingly.

"Umm, I'm at the nursing home..."

"I know your at the Immoral Motel!"

"Shit!" Boxer's cellphone rings loudly again. "Sorry, I got another call."

"Boxer are you are you watching TV right now." Sock asks panicking.

"No I'm not."

"You're probably in bed with some slut. I'm in Transparent, chasing a Ghost."

"Yeah, yeah i got it. I wasn't really getting anywhere with this chick anyway."

"You leaving?" The biker girl ask." I thought we could go a little faster this time."

"Speed ain't enough. You gotta know what your doing too. By the way, I'm borrowing your bike. "

The ghost dashes through the streets with Sock and a dozen cops hot on his trail.

"Outta the way! I'll run over anyone who's in my way! Nobody can catch me!"

"The audacity! The traffic violations! A race that leaves the streets of Daten City awash with blood! "

"You're not getting away!" Sock screams at the ghost crashing into him.

"You wanna race? Bring it! "The ghost speeds up."Vroom, vroom!" The ghost drove through the Mall with Sock next to him.

"Damn, I really like these boots. They really compliment this jacket. "Boxer says as he passes the entrenched tube of the Daten City Mall." Where's Sock?" BOOM! "Oh, bingo"

Sock and the ghost crash through the apparel department. Just by mere inches they miss an old woman.

"Your clerk recommended this dress to me yesterday so I bought it, but it looks absolutely awful!"

Police cars crash through the window hitting the nagging old lady.

"C'mon pick up the pace! "

Boxer crashes through the ceiling landing next to crazy cabbie.

Yo, I'm Boxer. Where you headed in such a hurry?"

"Who cares where the hell I'm going? I just have this desire to go really fast!"

"Yeah, whatever. I can understand your need to reach a climax."

"Boxer! You're late!" Sock yells over the roaring engines. "You sure took your time getting here"

"What? You're together? "

"If you mean are we brothers then yes. Sock, you're so damn impatient ." Boxer states while taking out his underwear.

"Woah! What are you doing, dumb angel?" Cabbie slams into Boxer making them change course.

"That's what you get for showing up late!" Sock chuckles.

"Wait, crotchless is gone!" Boxer looks ahead to see it stuck on Cabbie's head.

"What the hell is this? "

"That's my gun! I mean, my boxers! "

"Shit I can't see a thing! I feel so damn fast! "Cabbie starts to lick the underwear.

Boxer grimaces at the sight." He's licking my boxers! Kill that motherfucker."

"You're finally ready to get on with it?"

Boxer jumps off his motorcycle." Give me the wheel! Go, Transparent, go!"

The news copter flies above as the reenter the roads." Anarchy Boxer and Anarchy Sock have combined in pursuit of the Ghost! Oh! An incredible number of police cars are coming up from behind! It looks like they've called for every car in the area!"

Over a hundred officers shoot at Cabbie. None of the bullets affect him in anyway.

"Hey! get off my target!" Boxer screams over the noise.

"Those dumb bullets ain't gonna work!" Cabbie spins around hitting a cop car "Take that!" They all start spinning and crash into eachother." Kaboom! "

Boxer and Sock dodge the incoming cars but are pelted by guns.

"Ouchy, ouchy, ouchy!" Sock whines.

"Stop being such a pansy! "

Cabbie speeds past each car getting closer to a barricade. "What? Using a barricade to stop me? Dumbasses! Retards! Dumbasses! You think you can stop me? Go ahead and try..." A cop car crashes into him followed by more and more cars. Cabbie's head pops out from the cars. "Shit!"

Boxer and Sock take the chance to attack." You live fast you die fast." Boxer says dully.

"Repent!" Sock exclaims readying his sword.

"Wait! Let me get my boxers first." He reaches for them but finds that Cabbie ran away. He takes over a semi truck in the road.

"Oops." Boxer says dumbfounded.

"Can I destroy him now?"

"Fine. As long you promise not to shred my boxers.

Cabbie drives over cars that are in his way." This shit's heavy! Why's this body so heavy?"

"Wait up!" Boxer comes from behind holding multiple guns. "I'll help you lighten your load!" He shoots at Cabbie relentlessly but to no avail. He jumps on top of him and begins to shoot again.

"That won't do shit!" Boxer shoots at his tanks causing one to blow out." Ow, ow, ow!"

Boxer throws the empty guns away." Ew! That smells like crap. I hate using gun powder."

"Hm? What's wrong? Didn't take you long to climax." Cabbie stares into the distance. "What?" He spots Sock standing on the hood of Transparent. "Playing chicken with my speed crazy ass? You've got balls kid!" He charges at Sock full speed. Sock kneels down ready to attack. When they are just feet apart chick turn sharply. Sock slices Cabbie in half. He falls into a train station near the road.

"Okay, grab the coin and we can go home." Sock orders Boxer.

"You didn't destroy my boxers, right? Those are high quality cotton!"

"Hell if I know." Sock looks around confused." Isn't the bell supposed to ring? I don't hear it."

"You're right. What the hell is wrong then?"

The sound of a train at the Peni Station echoes in the background. "It's not over yet! I can still do this!" Cabbie yelled whom took over the Peniscritori train.

"Round 3?" Sock questions.

"Going three times without pulling out once? This guy has got some damn style. Not bad." Boxer says.

Sock sighs deeply."I thought I had him with that last one. I'm not really an expert on finishing off a guy."

"The last thing you had sex with was made out of rubber. That's beside the point! We need my gun to finish of the job!" Boxer turns to the reporter. "Hey! Chase that train down and I'll show you the goods!"

"Th-The goods?" She blushes.

"Just move it!"

"We can't broadcast that." The cameraman informs them.

"Who cares! We're live! Follow that train!"

"I'm falling behind!" Sock yells drving to get on top of Cabbie.

"There!" Boxer yells dropping on top of cabbie from the helicopter.

Cabbie's rockets start to transform. "Feels so good!" He starts to travel at a unrealistic speed almost causing Sock and Boxer to topple off." Fuck yeah! That's the good stuff!" He speeds through a train station sending everyone flying. "Doesn't get any faster than this! I haven't hit the brakes once! Pedal to the medal all the way! "

Boxer holds on to chick who's mouth is caught on Cabbie's horn." Chick, I just realized something. I don't need to waste my time downstairs. It's all about a skillful mouth. Let's do this!"

He jumps back making Chicks mouth stretch farther.

He lashes forward grabbing his boxers. "So long! Guess you came to early!" He flies back and crashes into Cabbie's face.

"Oh shit!"

"It's been fun. But... Repent!" He shoots Cabbie in the face. Cabbie's explodes from the impact. The train hits a block and flips over. The bell rings as Boxer and Sock drive off.

"Hey sock, did you grab any coins?"

"Three heavens. "

"Cheap bastard. "

"You seemed to be enjoying yourself. "

"Technique Is definitely better than speed. Anyway, I can't really wear these boxers anymore. "

Do the angels bring tidings of hope and light? Or do they bring despair and darkness? There is no answer for those who live in the city on the faultline between Heaven and Hell.

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Voila.