Title:           Snakeanon- the fagit
Author:          Tvox
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/ZPCJcbsS
First Edit:      Monday 21st of May 2012 06:54:44 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 21st of May 2012 06:54:44 AM CDT

>You are snakeanon
>weeks of planning and espionage went into your next attack
>you would strike early, before the convoy of AiE writers were even awake for the attack
>so there you sat, in a wooden shelter about three inches under the soil of the next planned stop
>The time was almost right, 4:58, a few more minutes until delicious victory
>you checked your gear once more
>m249? check
>M79 Grenade Launcher? check
>Enough explosives to make michael bay blush? check
>you check your solid eye once more
>5:00 AM
>with a guttural yell you throw the covering off of the shelter and line up the sights of your gun on....
>nothing
>you spin around in a full circle
>to your dismay nobody is there!
>you clamber out of the hole, hanging your head in sadness
>stepping forward you head a crinkling on the ground
>you pick up your foot to find a white piece of paper stuck to the mud
>a note?
>opening it up you see what looks like a crudely drawn penis and some barely legible text
Lol, Ur a fagit
>you collapse on the ground, sobbing