you guys realize that to take things out of his captchalogue(did i even spell that right) Dirk needs to rap. So during this whole thing, he was RAPPING. That motherfcker was RAPPING the whole time. I can't even
Now that I think about it, I identify with Jane on a spiritual level in this scene. Because when I was little my cousins and I would go ramping up these hills and terraces, three to four of us at a time, on a fourwheeler. And where was my ass? Sitting on the bars in the back where fifteen minutes later I'd be hanging onto the backend for dear life screaming, "MAN OVERBOARD! MAN OVERBOOOARRDD!"