Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-25974603-20150515213634

It was a clear black night. A clear white moon. Drpizzadelivery was on the streets, trying to consume some skirts for the eve, so he could get some funk, just rollin' in his ride, chillin' all alone.

Then, he recieved a phone call.

He saw the caller.

"Chicken, go away."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Fine jesus fucking christ. BTW you're gonna die now."

"Wat." Drpizzadelivery turned off the radio for a second.

Then he heard beeping.

"SERIOUSLY? THERE"S A BOMB IN MY CAR?"

Pizza quickly undid his seatbelt and climbed over, panicking.

"Damn it, damn it! Where'd he put it?"

He finally found the bomb, and saw it was at 0:19.

'OH GOD."

Pizza fumbled around with the back of the bomb for a bit, before looking at the wire.

"So, there's a red wire, a blue wire, and a...yellow wire? What does that do?"

His stupidity overtook him for a moment, and he cut the yellow wire.

It instantly went to zero.

"Oh shi-"

The car blew up about 20 times before stopping. Laughing, rejoicing, and cheering was audible throughout the city.

I guess you could say that he had a DEEP-FRIED course.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH! "puts on sunglasses, explosions"

"..." The purple-haired girl slowly closed the book.

"W-what did I just read?"

END

OR IS IT?

MAYBE.

KINDA.

NOT REALLY.

1 kudos=1 KitKat

(dear god what am i doing with my life) 