we ride on the smites motorbike until we come to a hult at a near by burger king. the smite orders chicken tenders.
"okay now we drive to the nearest texco station then take a right and go 5 1/2 miles southeast and we will see a guy in a yellow poncho. his name is hank he will take us to the whopper layer. hank has are food. we have to get there in 10 minutes or he takes our food." says the smite.
"are you sure there is a drive through window right there" i say.
"i know what i am doing ive done this 1,000,000,000 times." the smite says confidently.
"thats a lot of chicken tenders." i say
"it sure is, it sure is..."
we drive to the nearest texco station.
we take a right. and go 5 1/2 miles southeast.
i spot a man in a yellow poncho.
he waves.
the smite waves back and mumbles under his breath "faggot..."
i laugh.
we pull up next to hank.
hank tells us he has are chicken tenders inside the whopper layer.
hank takes us inside the whopper layer.
we walk inside a wet cave filled with whoppers.
i do a little jig.
hank tells us he doesnt chicken tenders.
the smite gets very angry.
the smite pisses on hank and stains his poncho.
i suffocate hank with a dollar tree plastic bag.
hank is dead now.
i take all his money.
the smite takes his yellow poncho.
me and the smite didnt leave empty handed that day.
we never do.
-To Be Continued-
