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[BuddyC]

it's a true story.

A week ago, Josh, who posts as SilverFang, borrowed my import of Donkey Konga. I'm rather...well, I rarely loan things out, and even then, very rarely something I actually care for.

When Target clearanced out La Pucelle, I picked up a copy for him and dropped it off at work. I told him he could pay me back later in the week.

So today, I call him to get my money and Konga back. Leave a message on his voice mail.

Get a call back a few minutes later, turns out he was recently admitted into the hospital for acute stomach pains. Now it's looking like he's gonna undergo surgery, with no idea of when he'll be released. Not only do I have to wait for my Konga and cash, but now, on top of it all, I have to visit the hospital! I hate hospitals. Almost as much as I hate women.

For those of you who came in expecting some badass story, well, here you go:

So this little fuck at EB owed me some cash for a favor I did for 'em a while back. I go in to collect today, and he's all "I don't owe you shit BuddyC."

So I'm like "Oh no you didn't - you owes the BuddyC money and you know it."

And he's all "What are you on about?"

I'm thinking that maybe a good slap to the face will bring him back to reality. I end up hitting him a little too hard, and he careens into the magazine rack, sending magazines flying. I grab his wallet and pull out a load of cash that has a little note attached to it - "Money I Owe THE BUDDYC But Won't Pay Back." I took a little extra too, as an asskicking fee.

At this point, a security guard runs over and tells me I'm under arrest. Well, fuck that shit. I point to the passed out EB dude and say "Hey man, he's knocked out. All yours."

On my way out, I notice some dope women heading my way. They're all "Oooooh BuddyC." I play it suave and cool, and now they're both lying in my bed, still moaning twenty minutes later.

 

[Ninja Scooter]

I'm pretty...

don't flatter yourself.

 

[Vennt]

So this little fuck at EB owed me some cash for a favor I did for 'em a while back. I go in to collect today, and he's all "I don't owe you shit."

So I'm like "Oh no you didn't."

And he's all "What are you on about?"

I'm think that maybe a good slap to the face will bring him back to reality. I end up hitting him a little too hard, and he careens into the magazine rack, sending magazines flying. I grab his wallet and pull out a load of cash that has a little note attached to it - "Money I Owe THE BUDDYC But Won't Pay Back." I took a little extra too, as an asskicking fee.

At this point, a security guard runs over and tells me I'm under arrest. Well, fuck that shit. I point to the passed out EB dude and say "Hey man, he's knocked out. All yours."

On my way out, I notice some dope women heading my way. They're all "Oooooh BuddyC." I play it suave and cool, and then pushed over a magazine rack, that showed 'em.

Fixed


Freeburn.

 

[Agent Dormer]

Buddy... Suave.

 

[ElyrionX]

I like the second story better than the first.......

 

[Mike]

Man. With friends like you....

 

[belgurdo]

Comedy grade: A-

 

[fart]

D - needs work