(Grabs phone and continues on the road)
GPS: When possible, make a legal U-turn.
GPS: When possible, make a legal U-turn.
GPS: When possible, make a—
NO!!!!!
Falco: Wait, what direction are we going in?
(looks at phone)
Falco: I hate to say it, but the GPS lady is right. We’re getting nowhere.
Maybe we should ask for directions? Maybe ask that guy? (Points to a shadey, creepy, drifter on the side of the road, whom looks like a very creepy, lanky, guy in a ballcap, and dirty clothes.)
Yeah. (shudders)
GPS: Take a legal U-turn.
Falco: Umm, we already did.
I… think this GPS app is corrupted.
That’s just GREAT!
Well, looks like we’ll have to drive without that.
Do you know the route?
Falco: How could you be starving if you only haven’t eaten in 30 mins?
Nevermind, I’m not a skunky.
If we take a left… go right…
THERE! (points to store)
Cashier: Sorry skunk, we only accept the almighty American currency.
Falco: SPEAK ENGLISH!
Cashier: Also known as: the dollar.
Falco: reaches in pocket
F: I have $10.49.