Things that are random, this is what this story is all about. Randomness, sometimes commercials...... and other things.
Right on with the story, I don't own anything
Malik and the chicken
Malik is walking down a street, and sees a chicken (dead and cooked) in the middle of the side walk. He saw no one was around so he picked it up. Then it happened.
"Put the chicken down and step away from the deliciousness!!" shouted Marik jumping up behind Malik.
"Holy FUCK!" shouted Malik throwing the chicken in the air, then chicken started flying!
"No not my CHICKEN!" shouted Marik (lots of shouting isn't there) running after his fly away chicken. "It's just a little air born, but it's still good, it's still good!" he shouted running across the street trying to keep up with the chicken.
The chicken flew into the park and landed in mud, then flew away again. "It's just a little muddy but it's still good, it's still good!" Marik yelled still running after the chicken. The chicken landed in a fire that a hobo had started up (you know in those barrel things, well I don't know)
"It's just a little crispy but, it's still good, it's still good!" the chicken burned to nothing. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Marik cried over his lost chicken.
Ya that was too weird now on to the next story!
Right on with the story, I don't own anything
Malik and the chicken
Malik is walking down a street, and sees a chicken (dead and cooked) in the middle of the side walk. He saw no one was around so he picked it up. Then it happened.
"Put the chicken down and step away from the deliciousness!!" shouted Marik jumping up behind Malik.
"Holy FUCK!" shouted Malik throwing the chicken in the air, then chicken started flying!
"No not my CHICKEN!" shouted Marik (lots of shouting isn't there) running after his fly away chicken. "It's just a little air born, but it's still good, it's still good!" he shouted running across the street trying to keep up with the chicken.
The chicken flew into the park and landed in mud, then flew away again. "It's just a little muddy but it's still good, it's still good!" Marik yelled still running after the chicken. The chicken landed in a fire that a hobo had started up (you know in those barrel things, well I don't know)
"It's just a little crispy but, it's still good, it's still good!" the chicken burned to nothing. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Marik cried over his lost chicken.
Ya that was too weird now on to the next story!