So my grandma's moving in.
Which means I won't be online much.
Damn old people and their internet addictions.
Mike from NQSH is a fucking douche.
Here's his mapped out detailed death:
First of all, Mike has a piece of shit van. So my first plan for attack
will to be, turn his van into an actual piece of shit. Everyone says a
person's true personality is shown by the maintence of their car (not
really, but what the hell) So everyone needs to know what a piece of
shit Mike is, by going to the zoo and asking for donations for shit. It
can be from any animal. Fresh, or not. (If it's not fresh, nuke it in
the microwave, that tends to help revive the poo.)
I'll also have flyers people can post to get the word out about our poo
charity. I'll be able to mail them by bulk order of 500,000. So post
them at your school, work, churches, innocent bystanders on the street,
or random little kids at parks.
Preview of flyer:
While Mike is taking his van to get cleaned, there will be a midget
hiding secertly amongst the poo (most likely Alex.)
Distracted by the endless scrubbing and cursing under his breathe, Alex will pop up and
scream random baboon noises and begin slinging poo at him.
I will then grab the nearest high powered water hose and blast the fatty
full force in the gut (and head as seen in the picture) He will begin to projectile vomit due to the
smelly poo, and striking to the gut.
The flesh from his massive obesity will begin to fall off and he will start bleeding to death...hopefully.
We will then start smearing to shit in the open wounds to raise the
risk of infection, and because that should hurt a hell of a lot.
Afterwards while he's moaning and whining in agony, we'll take funny
pictures so we can later post them on the internet. While he's down
we'll have little kids kick him and scream random things about his
shitty band like "I thought you were a superhero!" "You lying fatty"
To finish him off, we'll let some slam dancers to throw him around and rip his limbs apart and eat them.
Antisheep has spoken.