Heron Lake Plateau show me your peepis

Clover, too, caught up eventually thanks to it adjusting course—but as the Redhawk made for its hip Clover made a bid for its face, which might have been a mistake any other time except for its mouth was full. Except then it wasn't, and it snapped wildly at her, causing Clover herself to move like a bewildered colt and her trajectory was suddenly back toward Tit, surely like the clever coyote had devised and desired—Clover, wide-eyed

*Record Scratch* *Freeze Frame* Yup, that's me. I bet you're wondering how I got into this situation...

was well on the way to doing precisely what Titmouse had done to her seconds ago. Except Clover felt she really was totally blameless, and that if this shithead hadn't fucked up in the first place, she would not be milliseconds from what felt inevitable: their second collision in 24 hours. Hell, in a singular hour. FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK, She roared, seeing the scene in slow-mo as second by second she came closer and closer to him.