Friday.
The day was Friday, March 4th, 2:30 p.m. was inching closer.. then.. in the fog up ahead, "Who's that walking down the sidewalk?," gay emo kid says. "I think it's them," replies other gay emo kid. Then, there they were, like seagulls at the landfill, like worms in a rich garden, like herpes on emendblu's ass.. there was hundreds of them. Like a seen from Braveheart, the two sides collides, fighting like there was no tommarow. Blood flew, teeth came out, noses were broke, titties were twisted, it was a scene like no other. This went on, and on, and on... The sun began to set, H-Unit and company were getting fucked up, the emo kids even more so... Then.. out of nowhere...
...BAMMM, SSCKIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT, CRASH, SPLURGGEEE, CRAACCKKK, "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!," CCKKKGRRRGGTSHHH, "JESUS NOO, MY ARMMMMM!!!!!." Jizz-Master John mowed all them mothafuckas down with his van...
...and it was over...
...The End.
...BAMMM, SSCKIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT, CRASH, SPLURGGEEE, CRAACCKKK, "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!," CCKKKGRRRGGTSHHH, "JESUS NOO, MY ARMMMMM!!!!!." Jizz-Master John mowed all them mothafuckas down with his van...
...and it was over...
...The End.