After the Big Mac he was back on the highway going 90 this time. Still he was merely keeping up with traffic. How could this be? He wondered. There were even some cars speeding past him. Some of them must be going over a hundred the rate they were exceeding Dave’s car.
He was tempted to follow. Pass the three digit barrier. The only reason he refrained was this job. If he got a ticket the job could be jeaoprdized. The fake passport was good enough to pass the border but maybe not good enough for a pissed off highway trooper.
He was twenty minutes from the border now. They built a tunnel under the lake so you didn’t need to cross a bridge. He was listening to Eminem songs. A song about Detroit featuring his D12 rappers. What ever happened to that group? Dave wondered l. They were supposed to be so big. Yet nobody ever really thought or talked about them anymore.
Well the same with everyone he supposed. Same with Slim Shady, the same with Dave… Dave—
“I said… WHATS YOURE FUCKING NAME?!”
Dave was in a slurry. Suddenly it was late. And this man was barking into his face.
“My name is Dave”
“I KNOW. You already said that! WHATS YIURE GOD DAMN LAST NAME?!”
“Dave… uh “ shit he couldn’t remember his last name being put on the spot like right now.
“My name is… my name is Dave Shady?”
The face smiled. Half the teeth were gold.
A large hand reached out towards Dave.
“I’m BAKA. BAKA NOT NICE. Quick to make the tek slam. No long talk.”
He was tempted to follow. Pass the three digit barrier. The only reason he refrained was this job. If he got a ticket the job could be jeaoprdized. The fake passport was good enough to pass the border but maybe not good enough for a pissed off highway trooper.
He was twenty minutes from the border now. They built a tunnel under the lake so you didn’t need to cross a bridge. He was listening to Eminem songs. A song about Detroit featuring his D12 rappers. What ever happened to that group? Dave wondered l. They were supposed to be so big. Yet nobody ever really thought or talked about them anymore.
Well the same with everyone he supposed. Same with Slim Shady, the same with Dave… Dave—
“I said… WHATS YOURE FUCKING NAME?!”
Dave was in a slurry. Suddenly it was late. And this man was barking into his face.
“My name is Dave”
“I KNOW. You already said that! WHATS YIURE GOD DAMN LAST NAME?!”
“Dave… uh “ shit he couldn’t remember his last name being put on the spot like right now.
“My name is… my name is Dave Shady?”
The face smiled. Half the teeth were gold.
A large hand reached out towards Dave.
“I’m BAKA. BAKA NOT NICE. Quick to make the tek slam. No long talk.”