 Yeah, there was armored cars and tanks and jeeps and rigs of every size. Them chicken coops was full of bears and choppers filled the skies. Well, we shot the line and we went for broke with a thousand screaming trucks and eleven long-haired friends of Jesus in a chartreuse microbus. Yeah, Sidebuster, listen, you want to put that microbus in there behind that suicide junkie? Yeah, he's all dynamite.