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Cannonball Ipsum

Headquarters, we are still in pursuit of the black Lamborghini. Remember our car? Two seats? Where's he gonna sit? Oh, that must've been the entry of the National Safety Council. Look, we can't have a car with numbers on it. So, we're going to have to disguise the car somehow. Oh, that must've been the entry of the National Safety Council. Look, we can't have a car with numbers on it. So, we're going to have to disguise the car somehow.

Remember our car? Two seats? Where's he gonna sit? Evel Knievel, you've got yourself some competition! What about a black Trans-Am? Nah, that's been done! Headquarters, we are still in pursuit of the black Lamborghini. What is that? A bowling team? Why'd he call me Shorty? 'Cause you're small. Small. S - M - all. We're here to win, ain't we? If you're gonna be a bear, BE A GRIZZLY! You are certainly the most distinguished group of highway scofflaws and degenerates ever gathered together in one place. Remember our car? Two seats? Where's he gonna sit?

No problem, son, no problem... Might be easier with your lights on. Why advertise? She goes both ways. The round orange moon pie with the white hat on, he'll pay for it. Hey, you the one running this fleabag? 'Cause you're small. Small. S - M - all. Ah, too much couscous! Where the hookers? What? Hookers, man! Where the hookers? When you don't want him he's around! When you want him he's not around! I'm gonna go get a beer! DA-DA-DUM! Come on! 1000 miles on one wheel? We're trying to win a race, not set a record! When you don't want him he's around! When you want him he's not around! I'm gonna go get a beer! DA-DA-DUM! Evel Knievel, you've got yourself some competition!

Mad Dog, you ARE going to take the shortcut to the Interstate, aren't you? You are certainly the most distinguished group of highway scofflaws and degenerates ever gathered together in one place. 220 miles an hour and they aren't gonna get a second glance! What is that? A bowling team? An ice cream truck! Yeah, an ice cream truck! Y'know, they gotta get there before it melts! Why'd he call me Shorty? What about a black Trans-Am? Nah, that's been done! What in the hell was that?

Pumps one and two, hit 'em! Look, we can't have a car with numbers on it. So, we're going to have to disguise the car somehow. Hey, you the one running this fleabag? She goes both ways. The round orange moon pie with the white hat on, he'll pay for it. An ice cream truck! Yeah, an ice cream truck! Y'know, they gotta get there before it melts! Headquarters, we are still in pursuit of the black Lamborghini.