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While muttering FFFUUUUUUUU- under his breath and attempting to cross the street, Horatio is obliterated by a black SUV with smoke pouring out of the windows. The air reeks of death... and reefer. Ricky Williams stumbles out of the vehicle and bolts down the street. Dexter emerges from the mansion, now slightly startled by all of the recent carnage before him, and doesn't know whether to quickly look in on the accident or follow in Ricky's rapidly fading footsteps. Soon it won't matter anyway, because suddenly "I GOT YOU NOW MUTHAFUCKA!" erupts from the bushes almost as fast as the gunfire behind it... And Out Of Fucking Nowhere - Zombie Doakes take his revenge! As Doakes slips back into the darkness of the rainy night and wilderness behind the mansion, the Cuban drug czar pulls into his driveway, surveys the damage, and begins to make his way into his home to quickly pack and leave the country until the heat dies down... when "Bam!" I jump from the palm tree in the front yard and (secretly having been deputized all along, with Shaq that fateful day) make my 19th citizen's arrest. Ya see, with the cooperation of one Michael Irvin, I've been doing a little investigating of my own, and I now had all the evidence needed to bring down one Tony Montana for good.
Me? I'm Dan Le Batard, and these are my stories.
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