The opposite of what they saw earlier, Malo chick, GiGantic Ass walks by. Fat-Ass is lost to the group by this time, they don’t know where the fuck he went. Commando smacks Froggy’s head calling him an idiot. There’s smoke in Skywalker’s throat like he had a chimney for a neck.
#NowPlaying, Baby when the lights go out by David Guetta. Scene shifts as the band moves to Wamise bites in search of Fat-Ass. Dr.EF, the Muscle man is struggling for Fat-Ass’s biscuit. He dispossesses Fat-Ass who is found chilling for Indomie. “Who wants to be a millionaire” Hosted by Frank Edoho is playing on the TV. They leave Wamise and sight J sitting like an king while storyteller K sits by his side like his bodyguard. He’s probly spinning one of his bullshit tales about money, swag or other crap which is almost always a lie.
Commando intimidates Froggy 4 his drink as they walk back. Skywalker feels like he is in an army battalion heading for war even though they r just five in number. Commando intimidates Froggy’s once more. At this point, Flight seems to be achievable feat for Skywalker. Commando is still bullying Froggy.
Skywalker is like four steps back from everyone, Alien’s score on the Guevara game is 1, Skywalker 2, Commando 1, Froggy 0. Froggy threatens fire and brimstone if his name is not changed. R.A of dorm sees Skywalker and Froggy, Probly smelt it on them. Skywalker sees d look on his face. Hilarious.
David Guetta’s One love plays followed by Delirious as Froggy keeps threatening donuts and cupcakes while we head back to the room to cook Indomie. Lolzzzzz.
Skywalker is probably in hyper overdrive now…typing at speeds of 1234 miles per hour. Ok truthfully speaking though, it would have been at least 65 km per hour.
Skywalker suggests that Froggy was faking his high after which he whispers “Estimated time of arrival at earth, 10 minutes and counting”.
Skywalker suggests that Froggy was faking his high after which he whispers “Estimated time of arrival at earth, 10 minutes and counting”.
Touchdown.
Cheers.
In the words of rudebode, brilliant bullshit.
ReplyDeleteMy first quote! Thanks, Ms. Sandiego.
ReplyDeleteAnd WierdSirra, Skywalker(dude it's an open secret anyway), fake Pavlov, and whatever else you might want to add, I commend you on being able to take a simple boring friday night and turning it into this, well...brilliant bullshit. No sarcasm, I swear.
In the words of LadyInRed, Bravo.
P.S: I am very offended that Alien does not get as many mentions as he deserves. Afterall, he is the only native of outer space present in the group. Shame on you.
My first (or second?) quote! Thanks, rudebode.
ReplyDeleteThanx LIR, Rudebode but i am not Skywalker, was just an innocent onlooker, and Alien was to far out to be observed by me dats y he didnt get enough screen time :)
ReplyDeleteWierdSirra, you're welcome.
ReplyDeleteBut since you claim not to be Skywalker, how come you know what he's feeling? "Skywalker feels like he is in an army battalion heading for war even though they r just five in number."
And if you were an "innocent bystander" you shouldn't have been a member of the party. But you wrote "...while we head back to the room to cook Indomie."
Just sayin'.
lmao! Nice investigative work Detective Sandiego but u must understand that i had to be there from the beginning till the very end for the narration of this story to be possible.It doesnt necessarily mean im Skywalker. Its written in third person perspective which suggests that someone watched the events unfold and is now narrating it to others. So there, there's my alibi Ms. Sandiego, u have no further case :)
ReplyDeleteAs for the feelings part, c'mon a writer's got tomake his characters personalized more believable, thats just dialogue i created for the purpose of the story :P
ReplyDeleteok. Whatever you say, Skywalker.
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