Sucker had approximately zero experience riding in automotive vehicles, so this was something entirely new to him.

New and [i]terrifying.[/i]

Feeling vaguely nauseous, he pulled his knees to his chest and quickly put them back on the ground upon discovering that it made the jostling worse. Then their driver (Spencer seemed oddly joy-filled about the abhorrent mode of the ride) starting whooping and the car flew forward--along with Sucker. The ride from hell was over, but he remained on the jeep's floor, shuddering and covered in sweat. 

[color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"A--"[/b][/color] Cue disgusted sigh. [color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"Are all cars like that?"[/b][/color] He asked no one in particular, and then: 

[color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"Those women, on that magazine--why are they dressed like that?"[/b][/color]

[@Billsomething]