Bryan Snipes was a 20 year old sexy young thang with an attitude that reminds you of your grandma from Topeka, Kansas who farts really loudly for ten minutes to signify that she needs to a fat shit. Mr. Snipes pulled out a hamburger jar as he waited for the bus to fly over the gangsta island that he was about to fly into.
"Hey! I'm thanking you!" shouted Mr. Snipes as he pulled down his pants and revealed a thong and showed his hairy ass to the bus driver as some weird form of gratitude, kinda like Sakura from Let the Right One in when she has a bowl of chili that smells like apple pies fermenting in an anthill's asshole named Sholokola.
"JUMP OUT!" shouted Devon as he pulled out an orange ASSault rifle from his purse that was shaped like a banana. Mr. Snipes fatass jumped out and when he did, the bus shook like a ghetto washing machine in a trailer park in Spain. He fell down and kept farting, his ass smelling like fresh grapes and he pulled out his glider but when he did so, it broke and he kept falling.