I'm Rick Harrison, and THIS is my pawn shop. I work here with my old man and my son, Big Hoss. Everything in here has a story, and a price. One thing I've learned after 21 years? You never know WHAT is gonna come through that door.
*Chumlee bursts through the door*
"You niggas roasted me for the last time! Now you gotta pay!" Stated Chumlee
Chumlee then begins to shoot the place up.
"What the fuck is going on!" Big Hoss asks.
"Lol Chumlee is shooting up the place nigga." Old Man replies
"What are we supposed to do dad I'm scared!" Big Hoss asks.
"After 21 years of owning a pawn shop this shit never happens" States Rick. "Let me get a professional on this one."
*Rick Dials up Marina Joyce*
"SUp nigga" Marina Joyce greets rick.
"Ayyyy boi idek wtf is going on but i called Chumlee out the other day for wearing fake Timbs, now he is shooting up the place, we need reinforcements." Demands Rick.
"Sure thing boiiiiiiii" Said Marina Joyce.
"What did she say dad?" Big Hoss asks.
"She told you to slit your fucking wrists faggot." Replies Rick.
"Lol" States Old Man
Suddenly out of nowhere, Harambe the fucking Gorilla bursts through the door of the pawn shop and eats out Chumlee's fucking asshole.
"Boiiii Harambe stop!" Chumlee Pleads.
"Lol your coming back with me to the Gorilla pen." Harambe claimed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Harambe was later shot and Chumlee was freed
"Like I said, you never know whats gonna come through that door m8." Dick Harrison States.
TO BE CONTINUED?