*Burn kicking up some wicked bass solo's in his room. Osi just happens to walk in at the wrong time*

Osi: Sup Bitch!

*Burns bass strings snap.*

Burn: Well. Fantastic. Where am I going to find new bass strings?

Osi: You do know it's black friday right?"

*Burn death stare intensifies*

*Burn slips on his black leather jacket and runs outside, but as he was leaving, the room was a mess.*

Crash: Oh, hey we need some cleaning supplies. I can't, i'm about to beat the 1996 gaming champions highscore

Osi: Afterall, you love cleaning don't you?

Burn: Well since you spilled wine on these jeans, and these damn fabulous leather boots, I might as well.

*Burn charges as fast as he can to the nearest Wal-mart, because surface world now*

Burn: First thing on the check list. Cleaning supplies.

*Burn spies his favorite cleaning supplies, but it's the last one. He looks to his side and see's his girlfriend, Bianca.*

*Burn and Bianca death stare intensifies!*

Burn: MOVE BITCH!

Bianca: GET BACK HERE FUCKER!

*Burn and Bianca exchange leads on getting to the supplies. Burn makes the slick move and goes in for the slide, and swipes it before Bianca can get it.*

Bianca: I'm gonna bust yo' lights out bitch!

Burn: Hehe. Maybe tomorrow.

Bianca: Seems fair. I'm bringing the mace then.

Burn: A'ight.

*Burn and Bianca split ways, Burn goes out to search for some god damn bass strings. Have you noticed how they are getting even rarer than usual? At Least the good ones.*

Clerk: Let me guess, same thing?

Burn: Yup.

Clerk: You gotta be the stupidest bass player in the world, you now you aren't supposed to do what you do with your guitar.

Burn: You calling me a sex freak you douche?

Clerk: You're the douche!

Burn: Excuse me, do you have balls there?

Clerk: In my mouth yes. Heres your strings.

Burn: Thanks.

*Burn walks out middle fingering the clerk as doing so. He walks home, and when he gets home, it's a bigger mess than before.*

Osi: Aw fuck. He's back.

Burn: Crash, Gimmie a beat!

*Crash walks up to his drums, and gives a simple beat. Meanwhile Burn cleans his throat.*

Burn (With a deep singing voice, because men.): Watcha doin' witcho attitude, bitch get up and clean yo room! You share this house too, so get to work, or I kill you too!

*Osi and Crash both get to work and start cleaning. When they all get done they sit on the couch to play some games.*

Osi: How was black friday?

*Burn crosses his legs, and puts his hands behind his head, because it's attractive.*

Burn: Child's play.

*Crash just happens to look over, while Osi is staring at Burn, fantasizing.*

Osi: You can't catch me gay thoughts!

*Osi says as he runs out the door.*

Burn: Wuzzat all about.

Crash: I think you may be to attractive.

Burn: Fine for me.