He started hauling her up hand over hand, muscles bulging-
......zamn, this dude has muscles-MORE LIKE FORD 1F50-
Once she got up, she hopped inside, and looked at him. She had a lil basket in her hands-
"H-Hello, mother-"
"Hello dear, how are you?"
"Um-w-well I-I sort of had something I wanted to talk to you about-"
"About what?"
"W-Well I um-t-today's-kinda important-"
"It is? How come it's important?"
ITS HIS BIRTHDAY YOU DUMB BITCH-
"Um-w-well I um-t-the thing is...it's-my birthday!"
"Oh-happy birthday."
Her voice...it sounded like she didn't really...care.
