After Aaron got arrested, Benson, and Muscleman were still sitting at the same place where they ended up.
Benson: Where are they?!
Muscleman: I don't know. Why don't we just steal a car?
Benson: We're not leaving my truck here!
Muscleman: Dude, forget it! We're stealing a car, and therefore te can have it for free!
Benson: *sighs* Fine. Let's steal a car.
Person: *driving a viper*
Muscleman: Hell yes! *grabs shotgun*
Person: *stops*
Muscleman: Give me your car dude!
Person: Ok, here *gets out of car* It's yours!
Muscleman: Thanks *kills person*
Benson: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!!?
Muscleman: He could've called the cops on us. *gets in* Hurry up dude.
Benson: *gets in*
Muscleman: *drives*
Meanwhile in the police car
Aaron; We're heading towards those guys with the pickup.
Muscleman: *Drives past*
Aaron: Whoa! They just ha rubato, stola a car?
Police: *go after Muscleman*
Benson: Oh great, now the cops know we killed somebody!
Muscleman: No they don't! We just gotta outrun them *drifts to the right*
Police: *follows* I need backup! Suspect is driving a '96 Dodge Viper, blue with white stripes!
Muscleman: *enters highway*
Police: They just entered the highway
Muscleman: Stupid guardrail!
Benson: What are te talking about?
Muscleman: See that guardrail on our left?
Benson: Yeah, so?
Muscleman: We can't get on the other side of the highway because of that! *exits*
Benson: What are te doing now?
Muscleman: Getting on the other side another way.
Police: *nearly hit delivery van*
5 miles ahead
Moredecai: I'm feeling tired dude.
Rigby: Yeah, me too.
Mordecai: Alright, we're about 70 miles from the game store, let's look for a hotel, and we'll continue tomorrow.
Rigby: Alright. *sees sign* Hey, there's a Hampton Inn on the successivo exit.
Mordecai: Perfect. *turns off highway*
2 minuti later, Muscleman passed da the highway exit
Police: *still chasing Muscleman*
Benson: Yeah, this is a perfect way to lose them.
Muscleman: Screw te man, te aren't doing a damn thing.
Benson: Oh yeah? *Grabs shotgun* Keep driving! I'll hold them off *shoots cop car*
Police officer: *spins out of control*
Eventually, all the pursuing officers crashed, and the chase was over
Benson: Alright, now what?
Muscleman: Now we find a place to make this car look different. All we have to do is change the license plate, and color on the car.
Benson: Can we do that tomorrow?
Muscleman: Sure
2 B continued
Benson: Where are they?!
Muscleman: I don't know. Why don't we just steal a car?
Benson: We're not leaving my truck here!
Muscleman: Dude, forget it! We're stealing a car, and therefore te can have it for free!
Benson: *sighs* Fine. Let's steal a car.
Person: *driving a viper*
Muscleman: Hell yes! *grabs shotgun*
Person: *stops*
Muscleman: Give me your car dude!
Person: Ok, here *gets out of car* It's yours!
Muscleman: Thanks *kills person*
Benson: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!!?
Muscleman: He could've called the cops on us. *gets in* Hurry up dude.
Benson: *gets in*
Muscleman: *drives*
Meanwhile in the police car
Aaron; We're heading towards those guys with the pickup.
Muscleman: *Drives past*
Aaron: Whoa! They just ha rubato, stola a car?
Police: *go after Muscleman*
Benson: Oh great, now the cops know we killed somebody!
Muscleman: No they don't! We just gotta outrun them *drifts to the right*
Police: *follows* I need backup! Suspect is driving a '96 Dodge Viper, blue with white stripes!
Muscleman: *enters highway*
Police: They just entered the highway
Muscleman: Stupid guardrail!
Benson: What are te talking about?
Muscleman: See that guardrail on our left?
Benson: Yeah, so?
Muscleman: We can't get on the other side of the highway because of that! *exits*
Benson: What are te doing now?
Muscleman: Getting on the other side another way.
Police: *nearly hit delivery van*
5 miles ahead
Moredecai: I'm feeling tired dude.
Rigby: Yeah, me too.
Mordecai: Alright, we're about 70 miles from the game store, let's look for a hotel, and we'll continue tomorrow.
Rigby: Alright. *sees sign* Hey, there's a Hampton Inn on the successivo exit.
Mordecai: Perfect. *turns off highway*
2 minuti later, Muscleman passed da the highway exit
Police: *still chasing Muscleman*
Benson: Yeah, this is a perfect way to lose them.
Muscleman: Screw te man, te aren't doing a damn thing.
Benson: Oh yeah? *Grabs shotgun* Keep driving! I'll hold them off *shoots cop car*
Police officer: *spins out of control*
Eventually, all the pursuing officers crashed, and the chase was over
Benson: Alright, now what?
Muscleman: Now we find a place to make this car look different. All we have to do is change the license plate, and color on the car.
Benson: Can we do that tomorrow?
Muscleman: Sure
2 B continued