-(Ian) Oh, you want to race?
-(Ian) Vroom! Vroom! That's my engine! Vrooooooommmm--
-(Anthony) SHUT UP!
Once there were two young men named Anthony and Ian.
They were expecting a very important package in the mail.
Come on, Ian. It's probably in our mailbox by now.
I don't get why we have to drive to get our mail.
Is it really that hard to put a little hole on everyone's front door?
(sigh) Alright. Who's driving?
I don't know. You want to drive?
Not really. Can you just drive?
I drove last time!
-No, you didn't! -Yeah, I did.
-Uh, no you didn't. -Yes, I did!
No, you didn't times infinity!
Besides, I've got the logs to prove it.
You keep track of everywhere you drive?!
-Yeah, just for times I-- -What the hell is Big Al's Playpen?
It's...It's a toy store, man.
Whatever. Either way, I'm not driving.
Come on, man. Please, just drive for once.
There's a creepy Sherpa living in my backseat.
Right. And I'm a gay wrestler.
I knew that's what Big Al's Playpen was!
Oh, come on, man! I was being facetious!
Now, please, just drive!
I can't.
Why not?
I broke my foot.
When?
Recently.
Well, luckily you don't need your left foot to drive.
I, however, do...
Since I drive a manual!
Looks like you're driving.
I ran out of gas. I can't!
Oh, really? Because it looks like you're topped off.
-Stop it! -Take my gas!
I don't want it!
You're going to take my gas and you're going to like it!
(screams)
Well I can't drive if I can't see!
(shrieks)
Well, I can't drive if I'm not alive!
(door slams)
Get out of my car!
I'm sorry, what? I couldn't hear you with the window up.
But the window's down.
Dude, Ian! Stop this!
Stop! Stop--
Look what you did! You broke the frickin' window.
(sighs)
What the hell--(gasps and screams)
Sherpa!
-Dude, there's a Sherpa in your car! -I told you.
Alright. Screw it, I'll drive.
(engine starts)
This is ridiculous, man.
You can't keep making me drive every time.
Well? Open it.
I didn't bring the key.
-Are you kidding me?! -You didn't bring it?!
(engine dies)
Great. Now I'm out of gas.
How are we going to get back?
-Uh, I could call 9-1-1. -No, no.
I'll walk back and send rescue for you.
You can't make it! It's too far!
Ian, if I...(sigh)
If I don't make it back alive,
I just want you to know that you've been a really...really terrible friend.
(Ian) I know. You too, man.
See ya'.
Yeah. See ya'.
And so Anthony Padilla began his long, arduous trek through...
the barren wasteland, without food, water, or basic survival gear.
He barely made it home alive.
Unfortunately, his legs were severely frostbitten and had to be amputated.
Yes. Times were tough in the 21st century.
Any questions?
Uh, yeah. Did people from the past really think we would dress this stupid?
(helicopter heard from above) Help! Over here!
Oh! (screams)
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