Christ-- [ david shoves the flashlight away with both the grumpiness and the weakness of a man feeling a fresh hangover, truly suffering here, and starts climbing out of the car. ]
[ he looks absolutely horrible. he's sweaty, there's blood on his face from, you know, having a glass bottle thrown at him, his face is red. it's an all-around bad time. ]
Yeah-- yeah. [ uggghhhhhghghgh ] Where's the gate? I'm more than fuckin' ready to be outta here.
[ in his time in the fog, david has learned to tone down his accent so people (americans) can understand him better. that's all out the window right now, he is 500% more manc than he has ever been before. ]
joke's on you this is what i wanted the whole time
[ he looks absolutely horrible. he's sweaty, there's blood on his face from, you know, having a glass bottle thrown at him, his face is red. it's an all-around bad time. ]
Yeah-- yeah. [ uggghhhhhghghgh ] Where's the gate? I'm more than fuckin' ready to be outta here.
[ in his time in the fog, david has learned to tone down his accent so people (americans) can understand him better. that's all out the window right now, he is 500% more manc than he has ever been before. ]