"So, then, your head feelin' fine? You getting strange powers that have been running in your genes since great-great-great-dinosaur grandpa Egbert and they've only now been awakened since you hit your head? You ready to save the world from the evil clutches of Mr. Villianous d*ckhead who's been making children watch reruns of Flintstones for nine hours a day?" Dave realized he was rambling, as he usually did. It was a bit of a habit, but most people tried to listen before only to get lost in the twists of the little stories he made up as he spoke. Dave looked up at John with a smirk and then took another gulp of the soda. It was more bluer outside, making for a nice day that day despite all thats happened. Thank goodness for the weekends.
(hahahaha sorry for the wait I was kinda blocked up)