>>19854091"WEEBS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be WEEBS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE WEEBS" he thought. Eye of the Tiger reverberated his entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of /a/utists after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.
