- >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
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