Deciding that smoking is way cooler then hiking, you stop in your tracks and stick out your thumb. You stand there for hours; any one that comes by passes laughing or with the occasional “get a job” phrase which is not entirely fitting you think to yourself.
Then, you see in the
distance a car
coming up the road. You step out in front of it in order to get a ride
time for sure, besides it works on TV. As you move into the lane you
car bury the hammer and accelerate to inhuman speeds as it comes at you.
You decide to: