Gummigoo sighed, driving his truck as his friends say in the back, talking with each other, as he groaned

recently he had captured you from the rest of the crew, and, guess what, they forgot you! Because Jax told Ragatha everyone was there, even after the other Gummigoo had exploded

You we’re tied up with strands of black licorice, driving to his town, letting out low growls time to time