True Story:
I was sitting in the Shepherd University Library MINDIN' MAH OWN BUSINESS, when I hear a ruckus over yonder. I pick up and walk over to the beautiful bay windows over-looking the Potomac River. I witness three gentlemen walking toward the school carrying what looks like MP5 sub-machine guns. I get scared, then excited, because I see them throwing in the air the known symbol of Serbian Brotherhood, the peace sign with an extended thumb.
After mowwing down several high hippie tree-huggin' bitches they enter the library.....moving room to room and shouting things in ENGLISH, not Serbian or anything like that, but in odd accents.
So they eventually find me in the corner posting on the Juventuz Forums, and they look at me, take off their ski masks.....and who is it?
Ze, Bozman Ruling, and Boner.......
We quickly hug each other, slap hands and take a shot of the 4$ bottle of Vodka I have stashed in my backpack for just such occasions.
After we stop giving wach other the figuretive reach-around, Bozi throws me a black duffle....in it is class III black body armour, an MP5 silenced, a Glock 18, and 500 rounds of ammo, and a ski mask.
After putting all of this on, we take to the streets with a bottle of cheap vodka and the gleeful chants of, "ARKAN, ARKAN, ARKAN..."
When we get done sacrificing every limp dick in the sleepy hamlet of Shepherdstown, I ask what the fuck made them do this.....and they all turned to me and said:
"Well, isn't it monday?"
Killing always makes monday better.
I was sitting in the Shepherd University Library MINDIN' MAH OWN BUSINESS, when I hear a ruckus over yonder. I pick up and walk over to the beautiful bay windows over-looking the Potomac River. I witness three gentlemen walking toward the school carrying what looks like MP5 sub-machine guns. I get scared, then excited, because I see them throwing in the air the known symbol of Serbian Brotherhood, the peace sign with an extended thumb.
After mowwing down several high hippie tree-huggin' bitches they enter the library.....moving room to room and shouting things in ENGLISH, not Serbian or anything like that, but in odd accents.
So they eventually find me in the corner posting on the Juventuz Forums, and they look at me, take off their ski masks.....and who is it?
Ze, Bozman Ruling, and Boner.......
We quickly hug each other, slap hands and take a shot of the 4$ bottle of Vodka I have stashed in my backpack for just such occasions.
After we stop giving wach other the figuretive reach-around, Bozi throws me a black duffle....in it is class III black body armour, an MP5 silenced, a Glock 18, and 500 rounds of ammo, and a ski mask.
After putting all of this on, we take to the streets with a bottle of cheap vodka and the gleeful chants of, "ARKAN, ARKAN, ARKAN..."
When we get done sacrificing every limp dick in the sleepy hamlet of Shepherdstown, I ask what the fuck made them do this.....and they all turned to me and said:
"Well, isn't it monday?"
Killing always makes monday better.

Good times

