This was Kawlsley’s time. He successfully outed his own, lovable sunbrother. He was sick of him getting the glory. He was the one behind his success, he bought the wings in the dangerous part of town just to keep his diva arse happy.
It was his time to rule.
After getting a patron to begin the ‘KIXIT’ campaign, he would now be his running mate for the Bar. BawJaws McBoatyface was his name. He had the support of the crowds, together they’d be unstoppable.
He had his speech prepared. It was all knock knock jokes and bad puns about suns. Just to stick it in the glorious mountain of aids that was his own flesh and mascot blood.
He walked out of the back and into the bar, to Bawjaws speaking, he must be warming Kawlsley up.
“FRIENDS! I HAVE LOOKED DEEP INTO THE EYE OF THAT WEIRD MASCOT KAWLSLEY, THE BANANA DICK, AND I AM HERE TO SAY I DO NOT THINK HE IS THE ONE TO LEAD US IN THIS MOMENT OF OPPORTUNITY”
Farce.
“I, BAWJAWS MCBOATYFACE, AM THE PERSON TO DO THIS. I CAN SAY AS A FACT I HAVE NO CHARISMA. MY FRIENDS SEE ME AS A BIT OF A RIGHT OLD GEEZER WITH BISH BASH BOSH BANTS AND TOTAL JOKES. IN THIS UNCERTAIN TIME, I CAN GUARANTEE NO ENTRY TO UNRECOGNISED BAR PATRONS, BUT STILL GUARANTEE GOOD BUSINESS ON THE TEND. I KNOW THE SWINGERS CLUB VOTED AS A MAJORITY TO KEEP KINGSLEY, BUT WE ARE A UNITED NATION OF BAR PATRONS, WE THINK AS ONE.”
Kawlsley was outraged, he began speaking in a very disorientating manner.
“What?! Traitor! Me, vote me!!!!! ??????”
No one know who the little banana dick was, but the bar patrons love a pointless self destructing protest vote, so the polls began: Bawjaws vs Kawlsley.
It was tallied by a drunk disco dancer on rollerblades.
“IT IS A TIE, WE HAVE NO INTELLIGENCE HALP”
Then nothing happened.
Nobody has been killed!
There are also two announcements.
1) EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY, Never Forever will replace Retroid
2) Day phases are now 72 hours long, and Night phases are 48 hours long
DAY 5 BEGINS: