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I whizzed around a little red Corvette towhy nobody paid me to drive professionally, because I kind of rocked at it

"Dude, callingSaint Peter a ticket taker"

"Whatever Where are we going?" she asked

"Well, if you uy I knoho may or may not be a demon" I could ask my intended for the information I needed, but he was currently onin fecalat ue with the devil"

"Duh I’uess that e people by their in-laws In-laws are all crazy Everyone knows that"

She shrugged "That’s true My sister’s in-larote the book on crazy"

"Willa? Really? Who did shean extree the subject like that And you never even liked Willa"

"Sure I did" Where Jessica got the idea that I didn’t like her sister, I’d never know

"You spit on her"

Oh Yeah I did Kind of "I didn’t actually spit on her," I said, taking another extreht followed by a left, just as sharp It was odd how sharp those suckers got the faster I drove

"You’re going to flip us over," Jessica said in protest

"Please, I so have this And I spit on the ground in front of her It was a gesture"

"Of what? Hatred?"