Cumming

I mean, you know where we live. It's not like we're going anywhere.

That sounds fair.

Yeah.

Let's do it.

I'm buying a car.

Buying a car.

He looked so nice and sweet when we ripped him off.

Now he looks like that guy that used to play roadkill and make those creepy Nativity songs.

Anyway, I'll stay away from the fire, you.

I can't now. He's on my list.

I had a lot of experience telling the psychos I screwed them over.

This guy was the psychos.

Hey there, buddy.

I'm not your buddy.

Fair enough.

Uh, listen, I just heard the craziest story.

Not the one about that dog eating candies, is it?

It's already locked away from that story, you know.

No, listen, it's about the lemon car I sold you.

I told them I was the one that sold them that lemon car, and I looked off my list and karma.

Then I waited for the crazy to come out.

But he didn't.

You don't owe me anything.

You showed me the lemon car.

That's when Lloyd told me the rest of what happened.

Lloyd packed his bags and headed off on a cross-country trip.

The car we sold him wasn't even up for a cross-camden trip.

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