Didi #1's eyes open wide as the rope loses tautness.
"Our therapist was right, Didi, we're backsliding."
"We still have a parting gift for them, Didi." her sister responds as the trash can lid continues to fly along, slowly losing speed and no longer having a control mechanism.
She pumps the squirt-guns attached water grenade launcher, and fires what seems like a water balloon at the open window of the car.
Whether it hits its target or not, it explodes, the liquid spraying over whatever surface it strikes releasing some sort of sweet smelling gas - laughing gas in fact. (normal, not Joker gas)
With that parting shot, the Didis go skidding, eventually hitting a dumpster, both ending up flipping and rolling into the trash.
"We've been dumped, Didi." one says sadly.
"Hos before Bros, sis." the other replies, with a comforting pat on the back.
"What?"
Woof, meanwhile, remains in hot pursuit of the car, giggling madly all the way as he races along on all fours.
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