Post by gnarfflinger on Feb 5, 2007 23:49:11 GMT -5
Gnarfflinger the Butcher had a few too many beers after his match one night, and went through the parking lot in hopes of finding a cab. He decided he has to pee, so he looks for an out of the way spot. He settles for a tire of a fancy looking car. A Black Phantom Rolls Royce to be exact.
Driver: Please sir, don't do that here, the owner will kill me.
GtB: Can you hold that thought? I really gotta piss like a race horse...
Gnarfflinger begins to do his business...
Driver: That is Dirk "the Jerk" Grey's personal Rolls Royce!
GtB: How is ol' Dirky these days? Did he ever get his head out of his...
Driver: Please, Sir, you are defiling his precious automobile!
GtB: Defiling? *Finishes his business and zips up*, Would this also defile the car? *kicks the car leaving a dent in the front corner panel*
The Driver protests, and reaches for a Cell phone.
Driver: Hello? Police please...
Gnarfflinger then grabs the driver and smashes his head through a window. He leaves the driver to bleed all over the driver seat while takning the keys from the driver. He then scratches "Dirk is Gay" into the side of the car. He then looks into the back seat of the vehicle. At this time he vomits all over the back seat...
At this point, the police arrive.
Cop: All right, Freeze!
GtB: Naw, it's too warm for that...
Cop: Hands where I can see them.
Gnarf raises his hands...
Cop: *Takes keys from the Butcher* You been drinking?
GtB: You figure that out all by yourself?
Cop: And about to drive?
GtB: No, just stopping him from driving, he's in worse shape than me...
Cop: And the paint scratches in the side of his car?
GtB: He was having trouble finding the key hole...
Cop: Blow into the breathalyzer please...
GtB: *pointing to his crotch* Blow on this breathalyzer, bitch!
Cop: That's it, you're coming with me...
The officer then arrests the Butcher and halls him off to the drunk tank...
Thread: can be continued if you want, but I'm out. Anyone wants me, I'll be in the drunk tank at jail. If Dirk wants to respond here, go ahead, but you can catch me at the jail...
Driver: Please sir, don't do that here, the owner will kill me.
GtB: Can you hold that thought? I really gotta piss like a race horse...
Gnarfflinger begins to do his business...
Driver: That is Dirk "the Jerk" Grey's personal Rolls Royce!
GtB: How is ol' Dirky these days? Did he ever get his head out of his...
Driver: Please, Sir, you are defiling his precious automobile!
GtB: Defiling? *Finishes his business and zips up*, Would this also defile the car? *kicks the car leaving a dent in the front corner panel*
The Driver protests, and reaches for a Cell phone.
Driver: Hello? Police please...
Gnarfflinger then grabs the driver and smashes his head through a window. He leaves the driver to bleed all over the driver seat while takning the keys from the driver. He then scratches "Dirk is Gay" into the side of the car. He then looks into the back seat of the vehicle. At this time he vomits all over the back seat...
At this point, the police arrive.
Cop: All right, Freeze!
GtB: Naw, it's too warm for that...
Cop: Hands where I can see them.
Gnarf raises his hands...
Cop: *Takes keys from the Butcher* You been drinking?
GtB: You figure that out all by yourself?
Cop: And about to drive?
GtB: No, just stopping him from driving, he's in worse shape than me...
Cop: And the paint scratches in the side of his car?
GtB: He was having trouble finding the key hole...
Cop: Blow into the breathalyzer please...
GtB: *pointing to his crotch* Blow on this breathalyzer, bitch!
Cop: That's it, you're coming with me...
The officer then arrests the Butcher and halls him off to the drunk tank...
Thread: can be continued if you want, but I'm out. Anyone wants me, I'll be in the drunk tank at jail. If Dirk wants to respond here, go ahead, but you can catch me at the jail...