Chuck is angry
Chuck has four fingers on his left hand. Chuck has five fingers on his right hand. One time Chuck’s parents told him that he was God, and he believed them. He believed them so strongly in fact that he tried to walk on water and nearly drowned. In spite of this minor setback, Chuck was convinced he was God, and was always out to prove it. In 8th grade he told his English teacher that he didn’t need to take any test because he was God. She gave him an F and he punched her in the face. This was no ordinary English teacher though, after the assault on her facial area, she wheeled around and chomped his left thumb off. Needless to say his made Chuck angry. I mean, how would you feel if you got your left thumb bitten off by your 8th grade English teacher and told you were in fact, not God, in the same muthafuckin’ day.
From then on Chuck didn’t think that he was God anymore, but boy did he love throwing rocks at old ladies. He threw rocks at everyone but especially loved throwing rocks at old ladies. You see, throwing rocks at old ladies is a lot easier than throwing rocks at anyone else because you don’t have to lead old ladies as much. Chuck didn’t have any friends except for the red-haired guy. He didn’t know his name, but the red-haired guy was Chuck’s best friend. The red-haired guy loved to play jacks until he got two-sies and Chuck punched him in the neck.