Yup. I got these 3 at last week. Now, see, as R8 tyke forces his JDMs to wash the loo. >:)
In the M-10 Highway, Russia…
Me: I wonder why there jeeps are following me… weird. >:|
(Phone rings and it shows message from TF2014)
TF2014: (In voice message) The communists are tracking you. >:|
Me: CYKA BLYAT! THOSE DEBILS (idiots) ARE STILL TRACKING ME? >:(
Zoe: While you’re away, the last BP of the 650S GT3 is here and the car is assembled. It is next to you, in the big transporter. Leave the C3 to TF2014’s couriers and he’ll help you to ship it to the Alps.
(The transporter opens its door and the C3 was driven into it.)
My 650S GT3: Hey, Donuts, I’m back! :D
Me: It’s a long time, buddy. :) (Triggers a lever and the C3 was transported to the upper layer of the Transporter) LET’S CAUSE SOME MAYHEM! >:) (Opens the transporter’s door and drove the 650S GT3 onto the road)
Communists: WTF? (Gets wiped out by my 650S GT3)
My 650S GT3: That is what I call “BLYATIFUL”! >:)
Me: HOWEVER, you’re tyres are going down since last time I drove you. I guess I should go to my hideout and tell you something more.
In my Russian hideout…
My R8 LMS Ultra: ANYWAYS, where’s the C3? :|
Me: TF2014 told me that it is safely in his DC-10. ANYWAYS, where’s the Huracan? >:|
My B2: According to my trusty computer, the Huracan is in an abandoned factory, with the Hayabusa strapped onto it.
Me: OKAY, I just have a sad news. We don’t have the X2. BUT the good news is, since we haven’t got the X2, that means the DuckTales characters are coming to meet me. That means dealing with Vivendi is less pain, I suppose. :|
My F40: So, we may need to deal with Vivendi? :|
Me: Yup. AND with the new 7-speed dual-clutch gearbox I fitted in you, you’ll feel much better.
My F40: I’ll sure find out tomorrow. ^_^
Tomorrow, in that abandoned factory…
Scrooge McDuck: I’m terribly sorry that we can’t win the X2. And Donald is very furious about that. :(
Me: Tell him that’s OK, as we do not have much engines to deal with that upgrade. ANYWAYS, we’ll bust into the factory. Listen-
My R8 e-tron: AUDIIIIIIIIIII POWAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! D:< (Busts the doors of the factory in Leeroy Jenkins style)
My TT RS: He went in like that. :|
My F40: Glad that he wasn’t shot to death. AND I felt somethin’ weird. :|
After we went inside…
Me: Well hello, bullet. Lemme save you. :)
My Huracan: Thanks, dude. ^_^
My Hayabusa: We owe you one. ^_^
Adrian Heat: NOT SO FAST, INGRATES! >:)
Me: UGH! YOU AGAIN? WHY YOU STILL APPEARS AFTER YOU FAILED TO STOP ME FROM GETTING THE C3! >:(
Donald Duck: HEY, WHAT’S THE BIG IDEA! >:(
Adrian Heat: You see, my boss is furious about you stole his 959, and-
Me: That’s for my mom’s Mothers’ Day present! >:(
At Mothers’ Day…
Vincent: WHERE IS MY 959! SOMEBODY STOLE IT! (Check’s my note) F*CK! R8 TYKE TOOK MY 959 AS HIS MOM’S PRESENT! >:(
AHGT.exe: Blame Adrian Heat, as it’s HIS duty to look after your 959.
Me: THEN BLAME YOU NOT KEEPING IT WLL! >:P
Adrian Heat: What the f*ck-soever. ANYWAYS, I HAVE 50 LAFERRARIS TO CHALLENGE YOU TO A DRAG RACE! WIN THEM, AND THE HURACAN AND THE BIKE’S YOURS! >:)
Me: You’re underestimating my Huracan. >:)
After 50 wins of my Huracan…
Adrian Heat: HA! YOU’RE THE REAL DIRTY CHEATER! YOU DON’T F*CKING DESERVE THE CAR AND THE BIKE! >:(
My Huracan: STOP BEING A GAZOL(male goat) WHO BREAKS PROMISES! >:(
Adrian Heat: F*CK THIS SH*T-A-CAN! YOU TELLING ME A MALE GOAT AND BREAKS PROMISES? SHUT YOUR F*CKING MOUTH! CAR THAT IS SH*TTED ON LIKE PUBLIC SH*THOLES! D:<
Huey: You shouldn’t say that, skinny. >:(
Louie: BECAUSE THIS HAPPENS! >:) (Hops into the Huracan and rams it into Adrian Heat)
My Huracan: I’M! NOT! A! SH*T CAN! WHO! GETS! SH*TTED! ON!!!!!!!!!!! D:<
Adrian Heat: (In Roblox style, distorted)OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF! X_X (Turns into a bloody mess)
My Hayabusa: Wow. This thing is so NSFW. ._.
Me: GUYS, LET’S GO! VIVENDI GOONS ARE COMING! >:|(Checks the phone while boarding the F40)
TF2014: (In a voice message) We’re waiting for you, R8 tyke. We’ll leave Russia soon. >:| (sends a map 3 seconds later)
Me: Let’s go! Follow me to go to the Vnokovo Airport! >:|
(After my crew boarded the plane, the plane landed for fuel in LA and I somehow stumbled across Vivendi’s destroyed 5th base)
My RX8: Yes, yes, YES! SEXY GIRLS USING THE BATHROOM! :D
My Supra: F*ck that’s the best day of ma life! :D
Me: THE F*CK YOU GUYS DOIN’ HERE, UROD BLYAT! >:(
My RX8: SH*T! O_O
TF2014’s Venom GT: DA F*CK WE’RE HERE FOR, RUN! O_O
Azefland’s M1: (Texting while saying) I’ll tell the 330 P4 to put these videos on Facebook, on our PCG fan club. :P
My Skyline GT-R: DAFUQ YOU’RE STILL TEXTING! RUN! BEFORE TF2014 AND AZEFLAND KNOW ALL THIS SH*T! O_O
Me: (Sees my Skyline GT-R, my Supra and my RX8 leaves, and intercepts them with my Huracan) You really don’t know what happens when I was triggered. YOU 3! WASH THE TOILET FOR US ALL! FOR ONE F*CKING WEEK! >:(
My RX8: But we don’t have hands. ._.
Me: I. DON’T. F*CKING. CARE! NOW! (Phone rings and Jake tells me that the toilet’s malfunctioning and all the sh*t overflows) NOW GET TO WORK! FIX MA TOILET! ALL THE SH*T IN THE TOLIET HAS BEEN OVERFLOWN! >:(
ANYWAYS, THIS IS THE END OF THIS EPISODE. CYA SOON!