Suddenly, the van starts to crumple and break apart as we all leap out. "Well shit." Then I notice the parts form a small 'G'. Not to be beat, I get to work retrieving the parts, asking the fellow G-Team members to help get additional parts, namely some armoring to weld on.
I cut off Eric's arms and legs and gaffer tape him to floor. Once again Pimpbastard cauterises his wounds.
"Now Eric." I lean casually on Pimpbastard's hilt. "Just what the fuck do you want with us? And why were you trying to lift out van with your feeble arms?"
After I finish eating, I start driving my ATV to different stores, and pile on as much metal as I can. I then see Eric taped to the floor, and 'accidently' run him over, and 'accidently' run him over in reverse. I then give Salt the metal I found.
"Paddy, gaffer this bastard to the roof when I'm done."
I proceed to weld the bits and pieces of the van back together and manage to keep the suit of armor unmelted, now effectively giving me a lightning suit. The van finally repaired we set off, Eric tied firmly to the top, armless and legless.
"Now Eric, it's simple, you talk or I burn you from the stumps upward." I twirl a cloth covered knife in the fingers of one hand and a lighter in the other.
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