Bullet & Trashonok
Bullet Bullet
Trashonok Trashonok
Trashonok Trashonok
Hey, how about we do a midnight bike raid through the city’s forgotten corners to hunt for the wildest glitchy thrift finds—think neon‑scraped jackets, vintage tech, and hidden street art—and we film it for the feed?
Bullet Bullet
Yeah, let’s hit those dark lanes, flash the neon, snag glitchy jackets and drop that raw footage on the feed. Count me in—wheels up, lights blazing.
Trashonok Trashonok
Buckle up, because tonight we’re painting the alley with fire‑flashers and leaving a trail of neon crumbs for the next glitch‑hunters to chase. 🚴‍♀️✨ Let's make the city our canvas!
Bullet Bullet
Buckle up, fire‑flashers on, neon crumbs everywhere—let’s paint the night and leave the glitch‑hunters chasing our trail. Ride on!
Trashonok Trashonok
Yo, hit that pedal, let the lights flicker like a glitch, and drop the footage into the void—everyone’s gonna watch, stare, and try to remix our chaos. Ride, ride, ride!