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| All for a cup of sugar.... III! |
| by jakeFuNC |
| It was really boring. All Mom brought home was a horde of fruit that just sat there. The pimp van was out of order, so I was reduced to eating fruit. Jake: ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... But the the phone rang.... RING RING Jake: I'll get it. (picks up phone) Mysterious caller: Is this Jake? Jake: Yeah. What's your point? Mysterious caller: I KNOW WHAT YOU DID! Jake: Okay. Click. At first it didn't bother me. But then I remembered a movie, Scary Movie or some crap, a girl gets called by a guy with a knife or something, so on, and I became frightened. But who would care that I destroyed two houses? Mysterious caller: I would. Jake: SHUT YOUR FACE! Mysterious caller: NAHHH! Maybe the guy from the last house. All three were brothers and they all built... I don't care. So I set off to the third house, and I brought along a cup, just in case he had some sugar. Jake: Do you have any sugar? Neighbor: No. Jake: Have you been calling me? Neighbor: No. Jake: Are you straight? Neighbor: No. Jake(laughing): Are you my neighbor? Neighbor: No. Jake: Okay. I'll just leave now. Something odd was going on here. |
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