But he couldn't finish the trigger pull. He took his finger off the trigger and thought to himself. The Last Guardian was still a possibility. There was still hope.
In order to pass the time, he decided to analyze a disturbing picture he just saw. Was Hulk Hogan really finger banging his daughter? He reached for his flask. Damn.... Empty.
He reminisced about his childhood spent in his cousin's bed with his sister, and felt in some weird way that perhaps Hulk Hogan would enjoy a drink over their sharing of sexual experiences.
Johnny was a Badass demon dragon who ate a lot of beets which caused his skin to turn purple, so he looked online and logged on to NeoGAF for advice. The site was down from all the E3 traffic... He hates Amir0x, but secretly lusts for him. He had read in the YouTube comments that Amirox is gay. He was then shot and killed by a stalker. Stalker didn't know he was a demon and thus had powers to come back from the dead. He then brought Kim Jong-il back to life and when a couple of guys who were up to no good, he tried calling Evilore, but Evilore was missing. He decided to search for Evilore at Fabulous Diamond City, where he saw a leaked document saying that Half Life 3 is being "renamed" Titan, being developed by Blizzard instead of Valve, and is supposed to be released sometime in 2016. He picked up the gun. No...not blizzard he thought before placing it to his temple and pulling the trigger; but he couldn't do it. The Last Guardian was still a possibility. There was still hope. In order to pass the time, he decided to analyze a disturbing picture he just saw. Was Hulk Hogan really finger banging his daughter? He reached for his flask. Damn.... Empty. He reminisced about his childhood spent in his cousin's bed with his sister, and felt in some weird way that perhaps Hulk Hogan would enjoy a drink over their sharing of sexual experiences.
I begged and pleaded with her the other day.
His phone lit up, an text from Obama.
"I need the Chaos Emeralds now Johnny!" It said.
"Soon, Obama-Mama, soon," he whispered. The shadow from his ornithopter-gunship fluttering overhead darkened Johnny's reptilian visage before landing amidst a cloud of kicked-up desert sand in front of him. Time to work.
Meanwhile Obama-Chan sat in his office pretending to do president stuff. He felt a shiver slide down his spine. His Obama senses tingled. He knew what was to come. He picked up the phone and dialled the number.
Meanwhile Obama-Chan sat in his office pretending to do president stuff. He felt a shiver slide down his spine. His Obama senses tingled. He knew what was to come. He picked up the phone and dialled the number.
The phone rang twice then stopped. A short period of silence was broken by a soft voice. "So...it has come to this" said the voice, and was silent as if expecting an answer.
"You know what I want, and you know that I am going to get it no matter what", states the voice as Obama-chan continues to fear the impending future.
The call ends before he can speak. Knowing that the land of crying eagles is powerless without the chaos emeralds, Obama-chan enlists the help of the greatest American hero of all time: Hulk Hogan.
The call ends before he can speak. Knowing that the land of crying eagles is powerless without the chaos emeralds, Obama-chan enlists the help of the greatest American hero of all time: Hulk Hogan.
Only to find out the future he fears may in fact be reality...Hulk Hogan had already passed the American Hero torch to You Can't See Me Cena.
The relatively unexpected yet undoubtedly sinister fire of the American Hero Torch shined flames of Red, White, and Blue, as the glistening and sparkling You Can't See Me Cena pseudo heroically challenged the recently risen undead Kim Jong-il to a duel of mechas, katanas, faux urban legends, histories, and hidden truths of which we do not know.
Yo, OP, maybe you should add some line breaks to the story.
Yep. Might be easier to digest, considering the heightening insanity.You mean like paragraphs?
Yep. Might be easier to digest, considering the heightening insanity.
"13 people died that day. They all drowned in cum." At least, that's what Johnny originally thought.