[ WP ] At the end of every rainbow there is literally a pot of gold

It was one of those days where it was raining but sunny. I was driving east on the 10 when my copilot Abbie called it out, `` rainbow on our 10 o'clock Robbie!'' 
 
 I buried the gas and the Hemi on my Power Wagon roared to life. I jumped the embankment and crashed onto Euclid. 
 
 There it was, straight ahead around what used to be Upland. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I drove the ruins of downtown Ontario. Old Pacific Electric car whizzed by on my left, my onetime favorite Mexican joint on my right. 
 
 `` Abbie, get up on the turret! We got ta be prepared for those green bastards.'' I could hear the motor on the Minigun spin up before I even finished. I smiled and thought `` Wow, I took this bitch along cuz she knew how to eat a girl's ass just right but dayum is she on point!'' 
 
 Getting closer. 
 
 Thought about how those awful little green people started showing up when it rained. There was nothing left to harvest anymore but they were now using our planet as a FOB. `` Not this time little fuckers, were gon na put your ugly little asses back where you belong; Irish fairy tales and cereal boxes.'' 
 
 
 

