Chapter 4: The Rub-Out
"Okay." Said Bart. "Let's get this shit done before recess ends."
"Right behind you bro!" Said Milhouse.
The pair brofist and creep past the school corridor towards the principle's office.
"Here's a blade, shank any witnesses with it." said Bart as he handed Milhouse a knife.
"Sure thing!" said Milhouse.
Bart busts Skinner's door down and screamed "Finally all my filthy fucking fantasies come to life!" Bart took a shot at Skinner but he dodged the bullet. "I've been waiting for this day for too long!" said Skinner as snatched two uzis from under the desk. "Tell me, do you care for your life? I take no pleasure taking a life from someone who doesn't care about it." Milhouse ran into the office with the knife in the air. "You fucking bitch! Stay away from my man!"Screamed Milhouse. Skinner blasted bullets into Milhouse's body. "Milhouse no!" Cried Bart.
Fortunatly, Milhouse was still alive, "Fuck you, nigger!" He wheezed with a dying breath.
"I won't have that language in my office young man!" said Skinner as he executed Milhouse gangsta style splattering his brains all over the office and making his face fucked up beyond any recognition. Bart ran away from the office when had a chance.
"Come to pa-pa, fucking shitcake!" boomed Skinner as he gave chase.
Bart tried to shoot Skinner as he ran