after the fight Jacob cleaned up the cardboard cutout a little... must have pee-d his pants or maybe it was just petrol spurting from the bowser.... the three bullies dragged themselves away with their tales between their legs (metaphorically speaking as they never actually had real tales although they could do with genetical engineering)....
Jacob played some evenescence music, like that song, 'wake me up inside,' and the two crossed over into California in the early early early hours of the morning....
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