By the time he unties all the knots, you are very tired and want to stop and stay at a motel. "Bitch, I ain't got no cash moneys fo no motel room."
He pulls out a tent from the trunk. He said, "Set it up, bitch."
"No way, bitch. You can't tell me what to do," you tell him.
"OH YEAH?!" he says getting all up in your grill.
"Did i invite you to my BBQ?" You say.
He says, "no."
"Then get the FUCK OUT OF MY GRILL," you say.
"OH, YEAH, BITCH?!" he yells.
"YEAH!" you yell back.
He takes out a mallet and beats you to death.
THE END.