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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4120243" data-attributes="member: 3285">Puppet Shows and Shadow Plays: Part 6c – I Want This Car“My Ferrari!” wailed Jim-Bean.  “My poor, beautiful Ferrari!”Hammer rolled his eyes.  “It wasn’t yours to begin with.”“She had such a brief life!” sniffed Jim-Bean.  “Oh well, it was a great fling.” He took out his badge and tried to make a vehicle stop.The driver peeled out around him.“Good luck finding a car at two in the morning,” muttered Hammer.A muscle car pulled up. It had tinted windows and music booming so loudly the agents could feel it in their chests.“Get out of the car,” shouted Jim-Bean, flashing his badge.  “I’m a federal agent and I am commandeering your vehicle.”The electronic tinted window slipped down to reveal a man with a backwards cap and hooded sweatshirt.  “Yo, homie.  I feel bad for you man, but you are NOT takin’ mah car…”“I don’t have time for this,” said Jim-Bean.  He unslung his HK-G36 from over his shoulder and pointed it at the man in the car.  “Give me you car.  Now.”The windows opened and suddenly Jim-Bean was facing down four pistols.  “How ‘bout you give me yo wallet, mother-“Jim-Bean sprayed the air over the car with gunfire.  The vehicle squealed and took off. “That was real smooth,” said Hammer.  “Drake’s going to have our asses in a sling for sure.”“It’s all about finding a fast car,” sighed Jim-Bean. As if to punctuate his point, the wreckage of the Ferrari burst into even more flames.Hammer nodded in the direction of a green Volkswagen bug stopped.  “Maybe that’s more your speed.”“Hey, those bugs run pretty fast.  And it looks new.”  Jim-Bean stepped out, flashing his badge.The bug stopped. The window slowly came down.  Jim-Bean leaned in.  “Federal agent!  I’m going to have to commandeer…this…” the man who was driving it got out. “…vehicle.”Hammer slapped his forehead.  The young man struggled to maintain his balance.  “Hello officer.  I shwear to you I wash NOT drinking…that mush…”Hammer got in the passengers’ seat.  “From the smell of it, drinking is the least of his problems.”“Yeah, whatever.”  Jim-Bean led the man to the side of the road.  “Touch your nose, walk a yellow line, and prove that you’re not completely wasted, right?  Tut, tut!”  He hopped in the bug and hit the accelerator.“You know who that was, right?” asked Hammer.“Who?”“You ever see Home Alone?”Jim-Bean shook his head.  “I don’t watch that much American television.”Hammer sighed. “I just hope it never gets back to Drake that we stole Macaulay Culkin’s car.”</blockquote>

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