One Sick C'Tarl C'tarl + Jim = ?
Disclaimer: I own nothing, don't sue.
A/N: isn't it amazing how people with no stories of their own can criticize me?
And they think they can actually get on my nerves?
It's amazing how stupid some people are.
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"Oh marco," a voice on the tv said, "how can i ever live without you?"
Aisha and Melphina were both hugging their partners, wiping their tears with kleenex.
Jim pretended to stick his finger down his throat.
"Damn you Gene," he whispered, "This is the gayest movie ever!"
"Oh...it get's better." he said, "it gets better."
As if on cue the dramatic music stopped.
"Get on the ground mother fucker!" marco yelled from the movie.
"What, marco i?"
"I said get on the fucking ground bitch!" gunshots were heard.
"ok! I'm getting on the ground!"
more gunshots were heard.
"youse gonna die Marco!"
"Fuck you!"
more gunshots were heard.
"Gene..." melphina said, squeezing him, "What movie did you rent...?"
"Hearts...Of DEATH! On a scale of 1 to 5 in offensive movies, it was rated 12 and a half!"
"..." melphina silently fumed.
"Wait here comes the best part!" Gene yelled, leaning closer to the tv.
"Let's make out suzie" samantha said.
"Ok, just help me take off my bra!"
Gene was the first to be thrown out, on his face, Jim soon followed.
"And don't come back until you think about what you have done!" Aisha yelled.
Both men were speechless.
"Well, what a fine mess you've gotten us into."
"Me?" Gene yelled, "...ok yeah it was me."
They both sat there for about 10 minutes more.
"So where do we go from here?" Gene asked.
Jim sniffed.
"Dunno."
"Maybe we should get something for the girls?" Gene asked.
"Why not."
Gene and Jim wandered aimlessly about the city streets, looking around at all the stores.
"What time is it?" Gene asked.
"Ehh...about 7 or 8 pm."
Gene smacked his lips.
"I'm hungry."
"You're also an idiot."
"Shut up."
"Hey look there's a flower store."
Gene and Jim walked towards the flower store, but as they passed and alleyway were dragged in by four strong sets of arms.
A tall man with broad arms slammed Gene against the wall and a skinny guy kicked Jim to the ground and pinned him.
"Give us your money homes and maybe we won't kill you."
Gene put on a stoic, non-caring face, hacked, and proceeding to spit in the man's face.
The man let go for a second, and Gene pulled out his castor and pointed it at the guys head point blank.
"Now, I suppose I could take off your head and this building behind you with one shot. I suggest you two run."
The two men looked at each other and ran away screaming.
"Now, about those flowers..." Gene said.
"What do you want?" The clerk at the flowershop asked.
"Well, I'm looking for a 'hey, i know you still want me, so let's make out again,' but stil adding the 'I know you're mad, but we can work it out,' do you have one of those?"
The clerk stared at Gene.
"Sir, have you been smoking something or are you just incredibly stupid?"
Gene smiled.
"Oh, one thing is for sure, I have not been smoking."
Jim smacked Gene's head.
"We'll take all the roses you have."
"Great!" said Gene happily, carrying the flowers, "Now what do we do?"
Jim paused.
"Um..."
"Please tell me you have an idea."
"Um..."
"You Dont Have An Idea?"
"Well...getting flowers seemed like a good idea at the time..."
Gene clenched his fists.
"I'm going to kill you."
What will the two guys do?
I dont know. THats why i ended this chapter.
Until next time,
Peace,
~M
Disclaimer: I own nothing, don't sue.
A/N: isn't it amazing how people with no stories of their own can criticize me?
And they think they can actually get on my nerves?
It's amazing how stupid some people are.
\/___\/...
"Oh marco," a voice on the tv said, "how can i ever live without you?"
Aisha and Melphina were both hugging their partners, wiping their tears with kleenex.
Jim pretended to stick his finger down his throat.
"Damn you Gene," he whispered, "This is the gayest movie ever!"
"Oh...it get's better." he said, "it gets better."
As if on cue the dramatic music stopped.
"Get on the ground mother fucker!" marco yelled from the movie.
"What, marco i?"
"I said get on the fucking ground bitch!" gunshots were heard.
"ok! I'm getting on the ground!"
more gunshots were heard.
"youse gonna die Marco!"
"Fuck you!"
more gunshots were heard.
"Gene..." melphina said, squeezing him, "What movie did you rent...?"
"Hearts...Of DEATH! On a scale of 1 to 5 in offensive movies, it was rated 12 and a half!"
"..." melphina silently fumed.
"Wait here comes the best part!" Gene yelled, leaning closer to the tv.
"Let's make out suzie" samantha said.
"Ok, just help me take off my bra!"
Gene was the first to be thrown out, on his face, Jim soon followed.
"And don't come back until you think about what you have done!" Aisha yelled.
Both men were speechless.
"Well, what a fine mess you've gotten us into."
"Me?" Gene yelled, "...ok yeah it was me."
They both sat there for about 10 minutes more.
"So where do we go from here?" Gene asked.
Jim sniffed.
"Dunno."
"Maybe we should get something for the girls?" Gene asked.
"Why not."
Gene and Jim wandered aimlessly about the city streets, looking around at all the stores.
"What time is it?" Gene asked.
"Ehh...about 7 or 8 pm."
Gene smacked his lips.
"I'm hungry."
"You're also an idiot."
"Shut up."
"Hey look there's a flower store."
Gene and Jim walked towards the flower store, but as they passed and alleyway were dragged in by four strong sets of arms.
A tall man with broad arms slammed Gene against the wall and a skinny guy kicked Jim to the ground and pinned him.
"Give us your money homes and maybe we won't kill you."
Gene put on a stoic, non-caring face, hacked, and proceeding to spit in the man's face.
The man let go for a second, and Gene pulled out his castor and pointed it at the guys head point blank.
"Now, I suppose I could take off your head and this building behind you with one shot. I suggest you two run."
The two men looked at each other and ran away screaming.
"Now, about those flowers..." Gene said.
"What do you want?" The clerk at the flowershop asked.
"Well, I'm looking for a 'hey, i know you still want me, so let's make out again,' but stil adding the 'I know you're mad, but we can work it out,' do you have one of those?"
The clerk stared at Gene.
"Sir, have you been smoking something or are you just incredibly stupid?"
Gene smiled.
"Oh, one thing is for sure, I have not been smoking."
Jim smacked Gene's head.
"We'll take all the roses you have."
"Great!" said Gene happily, carrying the flowers, "Now what do we do?"
Jim paused.
"Um..."
"Please tell me you have an idea."
"Um..."
"You Dont Have An Idea?"
"Well...getting flowers seemed like a good idea at the time..."
Gene clenched his fists.
"I'm going to kill you."
What will the two guys do?
I dont know. THats why i ended this chapter.
Until next time,
Peace,
~M