Finny, Sam, and Nick approached a cliff which was at the end of the marsh. They gazed down upon what was in the valley and were shocked. It was the sign to Wisconsin in big bold letters which read:
Welcome to Wisconsin
Home of the Packers
Land of Cheese
It seemed they have finally made it to the sign that entered Wisconsin but there was a certain catch. There were people in packer uniforms that were marching into Wisconsin. They were all unison and at attention and marched with great Packer pride. After the people went through the small gate, the sign lowered and sealed off the entrance.
"There's no way we can get in there!" screamed Finny and then started crying.
"I told you gays! The sign to Wisconsin is impassible. It's too heavily guarded and built with extremely strong metal to keep gays like you out. There's no sneaking in or even going by force," said Nick.
"Well what are those guys going through the sign?" asked Finny.
"They're tourists you stupid gay. Mortal men who were corrupted by Brett Favre and entered into the NFL to eternally serve him. Also people just coming into Wisconsin for a vacation and to watch the Packer's games," said Nick.
"There's no getting past them. We can't get through!" screamed Finny. Suddenly Sam started sliding down the hill.
"Sam where are you going?" asked Finny.
"There's gotta be a way through Mr. Finny! We can sneak through! Don't worry Mr. Finny you just gotta believe and you can do anything!" yelled Sam running towards the sign.
"Sam you're a fool! You can't get through that sign! It's impossible and the Packers will catch you and convert you to a cheesehead!" yelled Finny. He then bolted after Sam trying to stop him.
"Fools! Fine, seal your own doom. I'll just sit up here and be safe while you two die horrible, horrible, horrible deaths. That would rather be interesting to watch actually. Then I can take my precious and sell it for a good fortune. I'll be rich! And I'll get to see their blood!" mumbled Nick to himself. Suddenly as Finny and Sam reached the sign they heard footsteps. For more tourists were marching up the slopes towards the sign to enter into the dark land of Wisconsin. Finny started panicking as he knew that both him and Sam wouldn't be able to get up the slope in time. Finny tackled Sam to the grass and dug through the pack. He took out a green blanket and through it over him and Sam, hoping they would blend in with the grass. Suddenly a tourist bus came driving by.
"We are now approaching the sign to Wisconsin. This sign has been a gate for all the tourists and Packers for years. It ensures that they can get in to this land of evil and do their evil deeds and little gays who are trying to save the NFL and the world can't get in. If you will look to your left, you will see two gays underneath a blanket which obviously doesn't match with their surroundings," said the tour guide. Suddenly Finny ripped off the blanket and him and Sam bolted up the hill.
"Look at them run folks! We will now continue our tour of the dark land of Wisconsin. Please make sure all belongings are with you and keep your hands, arms, and any other body part inside the bus at all times. Please remain seated the whole time and enjoy the trip!" instructed the tour guide. The sign then opened to let the tour bus in. It glided in and then the sign slammed shut. Finny and Sam just reached the top of the hill where Nick was sitting curled by a tree muttering things to himself.
"Yes, those stupid gays are sure dead by now. They won't make it. And if they do I'll just kill them! And take my precious back. Then sell it for a good fortune. Yes, they won't stand a chance! Those fools will fail! That's what they get for taking my precious. Yes it's mine, my precious. My precious," mumbled Nick in front of the gays.
"Um, Nick we're back," said Finny.
"Huh?!?" panicked Nick. He quickly grabbed Finny's shirt and shoved him up against the tree.
"How much did you hear?" asked Nick.
"All of it," said Finny.
"Damn you. You're going to forget I said anything got it?" asked Nick.
"No, I'm gonna tell on you," said Finny. Nick then slapped him.
"No you won't you fool! You're going to keep you're mouth shut and be a good little stupid gay and do as I command got it? I didn't work my ass off for you gays to get you this far for nothing. I mean we're almost to your doom, I mean, your destination. Heh…heh…anyways forget I said anything," said Nick. After Nick babbled all that Finny completely forgot what he said in the first place. Finny was too busy thinking of what to eat instead of what Nick was babbling.
"Um," said Finny.
"That's right. So just shut up," said Nick.
"Well we can't get through the sign," said Finny.
"I told you stupid gays you couldn't. But no, you gays think you know everything. This should just show that deformed creatures like me know more than what little gays do," said Nick.
"So is there a way around?" asked Finny.
"Well of course. Seeing how intelligent I am, I already planned that we would have to go around in the first place. Just shut up and follow me to your doom, I mean, to where we need to go," said Nick. So Nick started leading them on a path that lead around the sign and would plunge them into Wisconsin.
Welcome to Wisconsin
Home of the Packers
Land of Cheese
It seemed they have finally made it to the sign that entered Wisconsin but there was a certain catch. There were people in packer uniforms that were marching into Wisconsin. They were all unison and at attention and marched with great Packer pride. After the people went through the small gate, the sign lowered and sealed off the entrance.
"There's no way we can get in there!" screamed Finny and then started crying.
"I told you gays! The sign to Wisconsin is impassible. It's too heavily guarded and built with extremely strong metal to keep gays like you out. There's no sneaking in or even going by force," said Nick.
"Well what are those guys going through the sign?" asked Finny.
"They're tourists you stupid gay. Mortal men who were corrupted by Brett Favre and entered into the NFL to eternally serve him. Also people just coming into Wisconsin for a vacation and to watch the Packer's games," said Nick.
"There's no getting past them. We can't get through!" screamed Finny. Suddenly Sam started sliding down the hill.
"Sam where are you going?" asked Finny.
"There's gotta be a way through Mr. Finny! We can sneak through! Don't worry Mr. Finny you just gotta believe and you can do anything!" yelled Sam running towards the sign.
"Sam you're a fool! You can't get through that sign! It's impossible and the Packers will catch you and convert you to a cheesehead!" yelled Finny. He then bolted after Sam trying to stop him.
"Fools! Fine, seal your own doom. I'll just sit up here and be safe while you two die horrible, horrible, horrible deaths. That would rather be interesting to watch actually. Then I can take my precious and sell it for a good fortune. I'll be rich! And I'll get to see their blood!" mumbled Nick to himself. Suddenly as Finny and Sam reached the sign they heard footsteps. For more tourists were marching up the slopes towards the sign to enter into the dark land of Wisconsin. Finny started panicking as he knew that both him and Sam wouldn't be able to get up the slope in time. Finny tackled Sam to the grass and dug through the pack. He took out a green blanket and through it over him and Sam, hoping they would blend in with the grass. Suddenly a tourist bus came driving by.
"We are now approaching the sign to Wisconsin. This sign has been a gate for all the tourists and Packers for years. It ensures that they can get in to this land of evil and do their evil deeds and little gays who are trying to save the NFL and the world can't get in. If you will look to your left, you will see two gays underneath a blanket which obviously doesn't match with their surroundings," said the tour guide. Suddenly Finny ripped off the blanket and him and Sam bolted up the hill.
"Look at them run folks! We will now continue our tour of the dark land of Wisconsin. Please make sure all belongings are with you and keep your hands, arms, and any other body part inside the bus at all times. Please remain seated the whole time and enjoy the trip!" instructed the tour guide. The sign then opened to let the tour bus in. It glided in and then the sign slammed shut. Finny and Sam just reached the top of the hill where Nick was sitting curled by a tree muttering things to himself.
"Yes, those stupid gays are sure dead by now. They won't make it. And if they do I'll just kill them! And take my precious back. Then sell it for a good fortune. Yes, they won't stand a chance! Those fools will fail! That's what they get for taking my precious. Yes it's mine, my precious. My precious," mumbled Nick in front of the gays.
"Um, Nick we're back," said Finny.
"Huh?!?" panicked Nick. He quickly grabbed Finny's shirt and shoved him up against the tree.
"How much did you hear?" asked Nick.
"All of it," said Finny.
"Damn you. You're going to forget I said anything got it?" asked Nick.
"No, I'm gonna tell on you," said Finny. Nick then slapped him.
"No you won't you fool! You're going to keep you're mouth shut and be a good little stupid gay and do as I command got it? I didn't work my ass off for you gays to get you this far for nothing. I mean we're almost to your doom, I mean, your destination. Heh…heh…anyways forget I said anything," said Nick. After Nick babbled all that Finny completely forgot what he said in the first place. Finny was too busy thinking of what to eat instead of what Nick was babbling.
"Um," said Finny.
"That's right. So just shut up," said Nick.
"Well we can't get through the sign," said Finny.
"I told you stupid gays you couldn't. But no, you gays think you know everything. This should just show that deformed creatures like me know more than what little gays do," said Nick.
"So is there a way around?" asked Finny.
"Well of course. Seeing how intelligent I am, I already planned that we would have to go around in the first place. Just shut up and follow me to your doom, I mean, to where we need to go," said Nick. So Nick started leading them on a path that lead around the sign and would plunge them into Wisconsin.