God damn that bitch is fine. I bet her ass tastes like a medium handtossed pepperoni pizza from Dominos. Like a strawberry poptart. Like sour skittles. Like a bowl of warm spaghetti-o's. Like-

Suddenly, Huell's daydream was interrupted by several loud noises that seemed to be coming from the vent above him. He slowly got out of his chair and listened to the loud impacts from within the vents as he stared into them. "SAUL! SAUL!" Huell heard a familiar voice yell as the noises seemed to come closer and closer. Eventually, the opening to the vent came off along with a skinny bald man covered in dust. Walt got back onto his feet and ran like an olympic sprinter to Saul's office as he screamed Saul's name several times. Once he entered the office, he found Saul doing paperwork.

"You know, mankind has already invented a means of you entering my building without having to crawl through vents or break through windows. It's called doors," Saul said, to no avail.

"I need someone to come over to my house and clean up some shit,"

"Whoa, we got a pottymouth over here," Saul said, sarcastically.

"Saul! There is literal FECES on my doorstep right now. I need it to be disposed of immediately," Walt bickered.

"Alright, alright, I'll send Mike over," Saul replied.

Mike absolutely hated his goddamn life. He was just trying to make some money for his niece but the motherfuckin US Federal Government kept giving him all this shit. And as if he hadn't been given enough shit, now Saul calling him talmbout some "go clean up Walter's shit". Fuck this, he thought.

"Is this all of it, Walter?" Mike began. "Got anymore feces for me to clean up? Did you pee your pants, too?" Walter was pissed. This old man was roasting him. "Fuck you," Walter said. Mike giggled like a school girl.

"Yeah, well, have a good day, Walter," he said, before leaving. As Mike opened the door to leave, he saw Walt's wife carrying buckets of KFC with a shocked expression. Damn, what he would give for a woman with an ass like that. Mike had not had sex since 1982.

"So, were there only three dangerous criminals in the house before I got here, or did you bring even more of your friends?" Skyler said unreasonably as she set down the 5 buckets of KFC on the kitchen table. Walt really loved his tendies.

"Well, if you would stop being a BITCH for one second, I would explain everything to you, but that's not going to happen is it?" Walt said as Jesse and Skyler looked at him in shock.

"What did you just call me?" Skyler replied, not in genuine disbelief but just because she wanted to piss Walter off more because she's a horrible human being.

"I called you a BITCH," Walter repeated himself. Skyler stood speechless as Walt walked over to the table, reached into one of the buckets, and pulled out a chicken tender. He shoved the entire thing in his mouth and started the very difficult process of chewing the entire thing.

"Mfhm ghef FUH!" Walt said with a mouthful of delicious tendie. After a few more seconds, he finished chewing it and swallowed it. He pulled out another tendie and began waving it around the room as if it were a gun. He began waving it at Skyler.

"Now, the thing you don't understand, Skyler," Walt began, pointing the tendie in her face. "Is that a man needs his space. See, Jesse here's got a woman, what is her name Andrea?" Walt continued, turning the tendie toward Jesse as he spoke of Andrea.

"Y-yeah. Should I be here for th-" Jesse was cut off by Walter.

"Yeah, Andrea, that's her name. See, she isn't some bimbo like the last few pieces of ass Jesse has gotten his hands on. She knows when to shut the hell up and let a man take the wheel. You're a lucky man, Jesse. You really are. Some of us don't deserve that kind of privilege, apparently,"

"You're an asshole," Skyler said, simply. Walter hogged down his tendie again and got in her face.

"Yeah, well, you're a cunt," Walt said.

"Dick."

"Whore."

Suddenly Walt and Skyler started passionately making out as they ripped eachother's clothes off.

"Uhm, I'm just gonna-" Jessie began as he manuevered toward the door.

"Jesse, I will pay you $50,000 if you watch this right now," Walt said in a frenzy.

Jesse thought about the money. He could really use it. I mean $50,000 is a lot of money. That's like how much money most people make in a year. Then, Skyler bent over on the kitchen table, pushing hundreds of tendies to the ground.

"Eat my ass, Walter," she said. "Yeah, no thanks Mr. White I'm gonna just go-"

"JESSE! I'LL GIVE YOU $500,000 IF YOU JOIN US RIGHT NOW" Walt screamed as Jesse slammed the door behind him.

Jesus Christ, thought Jesse. What was wrong with that man? He really couldn't figure it out. All he knew was that he was going to hang out with Badger and play some Minecraft. Jessie walked down the now deserted streets of Albuquerque, and as he reached into his pocket to grab his phone, saw a recognizable face. It was that famous Japanese TV actor - Misa Misa!

"I'm sorry, sir, do you know where the DEA building is?" she asked Jesse.