- >This has got to be the worst thing possible.
- >And best.
- >Good news, Pinkie Pie is at your house.
- >Bad news, you were in the middle of cooking meth.
- >Shit sucks mang.
- >She pops up, out of your boiling flask.
- >You dump half of your heroin on the floor and snort half a pound of cocaine.
- >You don't even know how it's possible.
- >Sucks even more.
- >"OHWOWWHATISTHISPLACE!?ISITSOMEKINDOFBAKERY?BECAUSEICANBAKESOMEMEANCOOKIES!"
- >You roll among the floor, the coke splicing your mind with a new feeling.
- >That feel no pony fucking.
- >When you start to foam out of your mouth, you roll into your pile of heroin.
- >It gets into your mouth, nose, and eyes.
- >Breathing in, you feel the best high ever.
- >Rolling on a crazy train, down a crazy ocean.
- >Feels good.
- >Body feels like it's expanding.
- >Wat.
- >You look to Pinkie.
- >She, somehow finished up the meth and is pouring the crystals on your dying corpse.
- >Like the smack, you accidentally swallow the meth.
- >Now choking, partially blind, and dying, cannot be the best combination of events.
- >This sucks.
- >You stop rolling, finally drifting to sleep.
- >As you start, you see one final thing.
- >Pink pony pussy.
- >With that, you spit up the meth, heroin, and wash out the coke.
- >You don't feel like death anymore!
- >Trying to play it calm, you ask her.
- "Hey, i'm Anon, what's your name?"
- >She pulls out a Gat.
- >"No names nigguh, only death."
- >She then caps you twelve times in the face.
- >Such is the life.
- >Of a criminal.
Pastebin launched a little side project called HostCabi.net, check it out ;-)Don't like ads? PRO users don't see any ads ;-)
Cookin' it.
Text below is selected. Please press Ctrl+C to copy to your clipboard. (⌘+C on Mac)
create a new version of this paste
RAW Paste Data