"HOOKERS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this city before. There could be HOOKERS anywhere." The AC felt good against his exposed cock. "I LOVE EM' YOUNG" he thought. Little Girls by Oingo Boingo reverberated through his bitchin' ride, making it pulsate even as the $4 cocaine circulated through his erect member and washed away his (merited) fear that he misplaced his laptop. "With Joe Biden as a father, you can fuck anyone you want" he said to himself, out loud.