Chapter 7
In the parking lot, the group was looking for Snake's Hummer. It was easy to find, because there was a big neon light that said, "Snake's Hummer." The group piled in and Snake peeled out (Note: Drunk driving isn't good my friends, but Snake isn't drunk. His BAC isn't even .01 yet.)
Snake: So, where we headed?
Rose: The movie theater.
Snake slams on the breaks.
Snake: What? I thought we were on a beer run.
Otacon: They'll be beer at the movies, Snake.
Snake: Oh good. 'Cause for a second there I thought that we were going to the movies.
Rose pointed the way to the movie theater. When they started walking up to the theater, the big "CINEMA" neon sign was flashing.
Snake: I've never heard of this liquor store before. . .
Otacon: Hamtaro's inside.
Just then, Snake burst into a sprint to the front door. The gang caught up to him as he was waiting in line. He seemed to be running in step with excitement.
Ticket Seller: Hi, howya doin' tonight?
Olga: Good. I'd like four adults and one child for "Escape From LA."
Snake (to Raiden): See, if you'd watch movies, this is where I came up with the Plisken name. Dummy, you should have known.
Raiden: What's going on? I wasn't paying attention.
Olga turned around and handed them their tickets. Snake got the child one. Then they walked up and they gave their tickets to the ticket taker. His nametag read "Johnny."
Johnny: Number four on your left.
Rose: Thanks!
Johnny (stomach grumbling): Not again!
The sounds of flatulence can be heard and then an awful smell can be smelt. Then a brownish colored substance came out from his pant-leg.
Johnny: Uh. . .that's supposed to happen. (Smiling) Yeah. . .
More of the crap rolls out of his pants, followed by more flatulence.
Raiden: Just decided to stop holdin' it, huh?
Johnny: Yeah, I just figured to stop fighting it.
Johnny shakes his leg to get the last of the feces out.
Fortune: Nobody cares?
Johnny: Not yet. . . Well, enjoy the movie.
Group: Thanks.
Snake: Where is he?
Otacon: Who?
Snake: Hamtaro!
Rose: Snake, didn't you figure it out when Olga ordered tickets for "Escape From LA?"
Snake: . . . STOP TAUNTING ME!!!
Snake pulled out his Socom and was about to shoot Raiden for no good reason. Olga intervened.
Olga: Does Snake want a time out?
Snake (Shamefully): . . . no.
Olga: Then don't make me take your socom away from you. Let's go watch a movie.
As they walk to number 4 on the left, the sound of Johnny crapping can be heard.
Johnny: Not again!
In the parking lot, the group was looking for Snake's Hummer. It was easy to find, because there was a big neon light that said, "Snake's Hummer." The group piled in and Snake peeled out (Note: Drunk driving isn't good my friends, but Snake isn't drunk. His BAC isn't even .01 yet.)
Snake: So, where we headed?
Rose: The movie theater.
Snake slams on the breaks.
Snake: What? I thought we were on a beer run.
Otacon: They'll be beer at the movies, Snake.
Snake: Oh good. 'Cause for a second there I thought that we were going to the movies.
Rose pointed the way to the movie theater. When they started walking up to the theater, the big "CINEMA" neon sign was flashing.
Snake: I've never heard of this liquor store before. . .
Otacon: Hamtaro's inside.
Just then, Snake burst into a sprint to the front door. The gang caught up to him as he was waiting in line. He seemed to be running in step with excitement.
Ticket Seller: Hi, howya doin' tonight?
Olga: Good. I'd like four adults and one child for "Escape From LA."
Snake (to Raiden): See, if you'd watch movies, this is where I came up with the Plisken name. Dummy, you should have known.
Raiden: What's going on? I wasn't paying attention.
Olga turned around and handed them their tickets. Snake got the child one. Then they walked up and they gave their tickets to the ticket taker. His nametag read "Johnny."
Johnny: Number four on your left.
Rose: Thanks!
Johnny (stomach grumbling): Not again!
The sounds of flatulence can be heard and then an awful smell can be smelt. Then a brownish colored substance came out from his pant-leg.
Johnny: Uh. . .that's supposed to happen. (Smiling) Yeah. . .
More of the crap rolls out of his pants, followed by more flatulence.
Raiden: Just decided to stop holdin' it, huh?
Johnny: Yeah, I just figured to stop fighting it.
Johnny shakes his leg to get the last of the feces out.
Fortune: Nobody cares?
Johnny: Not yet. . . Well, enjoy the movie.
Group: Thanks.
Snake: Where is he?
Otacon: Who?
Snake: Hamtaro!
Rose: Snake, didn't you figure it out when Olga ordered tickets for "Escape From LA?"
Snake: . . . STOP TAUNTING ME!!!
Snake pulled out his Socom and was about to shoot Raiden for no good reason. Olga intervened.
Olga: Does Snake want a time out?
Snake (Shamefully): . . . no.
Olga: Then don't make me take your socom away from you. Let's go watch a movie.
As they walk to number 4 on the left, the sound of Johnny crapping can be heard.
Johnny: Not again!