Good morning everyone! Today is the first day this fall without any college football! No, Army-Navy doesn't count as football. It's on par with Russian military parades and North Korean Dear Leader rallies as far as the propaganda machine goes. So, I am completely ignoring it and focusing on the
INTERIOR, A SHITTY RENTED AUDI HATCHBACK WITH FULL COLLISION COVERAGE, THE A-3, HEADING SOUTH PAST THE FRANKFURT AIRPORT Balls: So, where exactly are we going? tWBS:I don't care anymore. Hippo (looking sideways at Balls): Whaddayasay we hang out in Frankfurt? I've heard good things! Balls (exchanging glances with Hippo): Yeah!
INTERIOR, THE FASTEST CAR IN THE WORLD, A RENTED AUDI HATCHBACK WITH FULL COLLISION COVERAGE, THE A-3, JUST INSIDE GERMANY Hippo: YEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAWWWWWWW I AM FOOOOOOKKKINNN CRAAAAAAAZZZZZYYYYYY!!! Balls (in the backseat, crossing myself): ¡¡Jesús, María, José!! tWBS (riding shotgun because he called it a half a second before
INTERIOR, THE HORSESHOE PUB, LONDON, EC1R 0AG, Drunk King Hippo: Methinks this will be an excellent match tonight. Gots +240 on Hammerin' Hank to score. Up the Toffees!!! Drunk Englishman: UP THE TOFFEES!!! They both crash their pint glasses into each other and promptly down the amber nectar. Drunk King
INTERIOR, FLIGHT WW810, WOW AIRLINES, SOMEWHERE OVER THE ATLANTIC (AGAIN) tWBS (sitting comfortably in a window seat, eating a delicious meal): Why are you so grouchy? Balls (seriously uncomfortable in the middle seat with no food): I. DID. NOT. SLEEP. WELL. LAST. NIGHT. tWBS: That’s a shame. I slept like
Previously, on Goddess... Spur: Yes officers, I’m sure. It must have been my kid screwing around with the phone or something. Just then, the sound of six gunshots rings out from a short distance away. Spur: Awwwww, fuck. Officer #1: Do you know something about that, Sir? Spur: Gimme just a sec to call my