AUTHORS NOTE :
Well you see there is this thing called procrastination. I am made of that. Eventually I procrastinated so much I couldn't even remember how to write the story. So I re-read the turd basket and laughed my ass off. I really wanted to continue... then BOOOM! A realization hit me- I still have no idea what the fuck I was thinking or doing when trying to write this. AND FUCK I dont even remember yugioh's characters well enough to keep them in character.
WELL SHIIT What now? Well I guess I can end it here or continue the plot? Who knows. I dont KNOW~~ So I give it to yous. Yus you fuucks. Its not worth much and had no plot in the first place but you dick sandwiches can continue it if you want. If not well here is an ending for you. Its a "WELL FUCK IT" ending. I might delete this if I ever re-watch yugioh and decide to continue this WHO THE DUCK KNOWS?
"Oh Kaiba... your so delicious." Joey moaned in pleasure. Kaiba was disgusted. You see he had invented a duel-monsters based candy the other day that makes sugar scientifically ten-bazillion times more delicious... but he made a mistake. He had left the naming to some idiot temp. With all originality it was came to be named "Kaiba". "Mmmm Kaiba you know how to hit all the right spots.."
He couldn't take it anymore. He got up and beat Wheeler within an inch of his worthless life. Noticing his perfection has become some what "Disheveled" he soon ceased his beatings and went to fix his clothing and hair.
"Whats the matter with you crazy fu-" A raging fist quickly bashed all of Joeys teeth in. In a tone quite serious he said, "Never say my name again."
And so Joey never did. Instead he tagged his last name all over Kaiba's shit. He couldn't help but laugh crazed as the cops dragged him off the premises. The look on Kaiba's face was scientifically ten-bazillion times to hilarious.
And then they had sex. FOR NO REASON.
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