It was a cold afternoon, about 5 o’clock, the usual time we gather around the run down hut with no walls and with only a flimsy roof made of tree branches for shelter, much like how early apes would have designed them. Since we have basically nil engineering aptitude. So as I was saying, there we were entertaining ourselves with talks about shit weather, stinky dogs, and other fucked-up stuff.
MasterChief: Shit weather were having.
Bossman: Yeah, I saw a stinky dog pass by just a moment ago.
Asskicker: That is some fucked-up stuff guys.
Arbiter: Assfags.
As you can tell, we clearly don’t give a damn about proper thought arrangement. When suddenly we hear some commotion and rioting about a couple yards away from us.
MC: …And I was like strafing to the left when I saw you, then bam! I shot you in the head.
AK: I know! Right? There I was thinking you’d step into the claymore I planted on the ceiling. Fuck.
BM: *TEXT* *IDIOTIC SMILE*
AB: Where did I put that rock?
When suddenly we hear some COMMOTION AND RIOTING about a couple YARDS away from us.
AK: Shit guys, I hear some really intense shit going on.
MC: It sounds like COMMOTION AND RIOTING about a couple YARDS away from us.
AB: Which has already been said.
BM: What was..? wait got a text..*TEXT* *TEXT*
A normal person would have gone straight home, check the news, the net, or gossip with the neighbors. But
FUCK that. We are straight up motherfucking HARDCORE.
MC: Gah!, I think someone should go check up what’s going on over by the bridge.
AK: Looks like some kind of parade. LOL.
BM: They look like they ‘re stumbling around and shit. Probably came from the pub.
AB: Yeah, and all that blood does not seem odd to you at all.
MC, AK, BM: No, hey they do have blood on them!
MC: Meh
By the way, never use LOL, or any type of meme acronym in real life. That is very retarded, and you will be subject to over 9000 years of ridicule.
AK: Okay I’ll go check it out, gimme a cigarette.
AB: Oh hey! Look it’s our buddy Al, I think he’s with them drunk dudes on the street.
MC: Wonder why that fucker never told us about it.
So there goes AK up our makeshift mud/dirt ridden foot –trail from the hut up on to the street.
AK: HEY HOMEBOY, what y’all doing there? I see we were NOT invited to the party? What’s up with that?
Al (ZOMBIE): Urrrrrggh
AK: Shit, that must have been one hell of a drinking frenzy you had there.
AK still oblivious to all the blood oozing out from Al’s empty right eye socket offers him a smoke.
AK: Hey have a smoke looks like you ne….fuck! dude you tried to bite.. oh SHIT!
Oh Shit alright, the moment AK started screaming was the moment, how should I put it, SHIT HIT THE FAN. Oh noes’ !!!!! Time to panic mother fuckers!
