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#073 - rusty truck sitting in desert slackerspice July 7 2012, 20:07:03 UTC
(Or, Farley meets the Hydramobile.)

"God damn."

Coulson muttered something about 'always the damn car', but Farley only had eyes for the beast sitting in front of him.

Shining black and heavy duty, elegant and intimidating - why did the dark side end up with the best toys?

Didn't help that it reminded him of his Chevrolet, minus all the extra dials and a red button that screamed 'your funeral'.

"...if we can pry Mr. Claymore away from the car?"

Coulson was his usual placid self, and Lamont frowned like Farley was five years old in the world's biggest toy store.

"I want one."

"No."

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