"What are we doing?" Hanzo asked, when he realized he was back in a car.
Dan looked at hanzo from the front and smiled. "Driving."
"Again?!" "Yep."
Finally carl woke up, in the passengers side."What happened?"
"Were driving- Well I am, again!" Dan yelled cheerfully.
"NO! NO. NO." Hanzo yelled.
"Dan! No. Did you take your driving test atleast?!" Carl asked, yet yelled.
"Nope!"
We're doomed!
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This time the driving went fine. Untill Dan wanted to test something. He let go on the wheel and said, "Look im driving without hands!"
"Oh my gog! GET YOUR HANDS BACK ON!" Carl yelled, worried. "No!" Dan protested.
"GUYS. WERE GONNA DIE!" Hanzo yelled.
"We can't die!"
Hanzo realized that but still yelled, "WE'LL KILL SOMEONE ELSE MAYBE."
Dan sighed. "You guys worry too much."
Finally Hanzos sickness started to kick in. "I'm not... feeling well!"
"Get your hands back the steering wheel!" Carl yelled, trying to take the wheel and drive.
"Noo!" "Yes!"
And they fought. Till finally they crashed into a tree.
"What did I tell you?!" Hanzo yelled.
"Excuuuse me dolly!" Dan yelled.
"You killed the car!" Carl yelled. Then hanzo burst out laughing. "Car and carl are so close to being the same."
"Oh my god."
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The Friends(Not Continued)
Ngẫu nhiênThis is a story about some friends. It first starts out a small trio of, Carl, Dan And Hanzo. All guys, and all weirdos. Carl the mean one. Dan the optimistic. And Hanzo.. Just Being Him. They encounter more people, but you'll have to read to f...
