Looming in the distance was the home of our slightly honorable leader kyubbi. Why am I going here again?
Ohh, thats right...
The flying monkeys told me so.
What if I don't want to?
Alright, alright, alright, I'll do it! I won't like it though.
And shut up mr. flying monkey, I don't like you anymore.
You don't care do you?
....right then...
I walked up to the door of the home and heard the people inside. They were discussing a new member and some letter. I like new members, there silly, fun, and taste like chicken. Removing my ear and looked at the doorknob. I don't like doorknobs...
I took a step back and pulled a good sized RPG round from behind my back. I flipped it in my hand as I took a few more safty steps back from the doorway, next I pulled a match behind my back and lit it on the RPG's warhead. I stuffed the lit match in the back of the rocket and let it fly.
"BOOM!"
I walked toward the house smiling, stepping over rubbish ad other pieces of trash that had flown out.
"I'm home..."
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Brett, you say one more thing to me about posting I'll rip your head off.
