| RaceWars Episode 1: The White Man Menace |
| Prologue |
| "FUCKING A!!" Darth Mullet fucking yelled at the fucking top of his fucking lungs. "MYKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" his mother bear hollered back "Oh shit, pretty pretty princess is in touble now," Commodore 64 taunted Darth Mullet. Darth Mullet had almost caught the frisbee, yet he missed thus bringing forth the fucking a. See, Darth Mullet is not the sort of person that is very coordinated when it comes to most things. Take driving for example, he sucks at it. Is that really an example of coordination? I dunno but its the truth. Darth Mullet and Commodore 64 were out enjoying the peaceful spring day of 4-20, they had a game of ultimate frisbee going between the two of them, how do you play ultimate frisbee with just two people? I don't know that either. Yet, they were playing the game and Commodore 64 was killing, no let me correct myself, he was murdering Darth Mullet in the game. They decided to stop and just play a lil catch with the frisbee. Darth Mullet was going long for the toss, even though Commodore 64 knew he was not going to catch it, when all of a sudden Darth Mullet stumbled and toppled head over heels and landed on the ground flat on his back. His head was aching, it was a migraine and he only got those once a month. It has been prophecized by Oreo Kanobi that they mean there is a disturbance in the "hood" when he gets a migraine. When he gets one, he usually disregards it, but this one was different. It felt really weird and it hurt like a bitch. He looked and noticed a shitful of blood on his pants. Just then Commodore 64 came running up and said "Damn yo, I think you forgot a pad this morning," Commodore 64 fell over laughing. Darth Mullet was not laughing, he pulled himself off the ground and ran home crying like a ten year old girl. Commodore 64 could barely get up, his insides were hurting him to much from laughin and he was about to piss himself. He ran after Darth Mullet, he followed him into his house. Commodore 64 had just got done laughing but his jaw hurt him and he could not stop smiling. Darth Mullet's always often bad sister leant him a pad and Darth Mullet went into the bathroom to clean up. He came out walking like an Acguy. "Is Michael Jackson in that bathroom or somethin, cuz it looked like u just got buttfucked," Commodore 64 commented holding back a laugh when he noticed how Darth Mullet was walking. Darth Mullet wobbled his way over to the kitchen table, he pulled a chair out and sat down. "Listen, this is not funny, I have a fucking migraine and I sense there is something wrong in the "hood"," Darth Mullet said holding his head. "You always disregard those, whats so different this time?" Commodore 64 questioned Darth Mullet. "I was fucking bleeding, doesn't that spark anything in that public school brain of yours that something is wrong!?," snapped Darth Mullet. "Ummmm, no light bulb is going off, the only thing going off in my head is the replay of you falling head over heals running after the frisbee." "Shutup faggot, there is a disturbance in the "hood", if you dont believe me then you can go pet the dog." "Dude your period is really fucking with your head, why would I go pet your mistreated dog?" "Ok, Commodore 64, let me tell you a secret, come close" Commodore 64 leaned forward and put his ear close to Darth Mullet's mouth. Darth Mullet yelled "HUCKA PUCKA!!!!!" his voiced cracked when he yelled. Commodore 64 jumped back and held his ears that were ringing. "You fucking JEW!! That hurt just like the STD your mom gave me," Commodore 64 said in retaliation. "Fine I believe you, I have sensed this disturbance also, for the roadrunner internet speed has slowed down greatly over the past week, thus giving me the vision that something is wrong." "Dude, you are a fucking retard," said Darth Mullet. |
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