AJ downs another beer, pausing half-way through to let deadbeat know that it's probably a good business opportunity while the chamber is at the bottom of the acid pit. You want to talk about torture? Think how they feel with the Acid slowly eating through the chamber walls; the only protection they have is being eaten away. The only thing that's worse than a bath in the acid pit is death by acid slowly dripping through the holes it's made in your already painful torture chamber. AJ Grabs a lawnchair, a margarita with a little umbrella, and a sombrero, pays Deadbeat, and settles down next to the pit after applying copious ammounts of his special anti-acid sunblock.
-AJ
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0-60 3.0s...1320ft/9.2s...Head Gasket Bursts...