Not You Too...
anonymous
February 4 2004, 04:14:07 UTC
I'm playing a fictional bout of violence within my head as well, Shawn. However, it involves real people. It's me kicking the ass of a certain Nazi who thinks that she is a female version of William Randolph Hearst, the great journalist because a certain teacher named her ENC. But no, I do not feel any shame of kicking the ass of someone who is a legal midget.
I should have believed you, man. She is evil.
Sincerely, You Most Certainly Know Who The Fuck This Is
There is a endless field type place (Like you might find in anime) with lights for some reason, and a well-type hole in the middle. It is pitch black, with no stars out, and there is a park bench about 50 feet away from the hole. About 50 feet in the opposite direction is a Small square wooden table with 4 chairs.
Jack and Neil are sitting on a bench looking at the well. Then the camera spins around and looks at Tyler and Ed sitting at the table, Ed is watching Tyler play that knife game.
Tyler misses, slices part of his finger off, curses.
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I should have believed you, man. She is evil.
Sincerely,
You Most Certainly Know Who The Fuck This Is
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There is a endless field type place (Like you might find in anime) with lights for some reason, and a well-type hole in the middle. It is pitch black, with no stars out, and there is a park bench about 50 feet away from the hole. About 50 feet in the opposite direction is a Small square wooden table with 4 chairs.
Jack and Neil are sitting on a bench looking at the well.
Then the camera spins around and looks at Tyler and Ed sitting at the table, Ed is watching Tyler play that knife game.
Tyler misses, slices part of his finger off, curses.
Then Ash comes crawling out of the well...
But that’s all just in my mind.
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