Ed stumbled around the woods, feeling like a total loser. His group cast him out; now he had nothing. No food, no water, no roof over his head. He didn't even have a weapon.
"Hell with dem people" Ed grumbled, picking up a rock and throwing it with anger. "Throwin me out like that. It ain't right. They'll burn in hell, the whole lot of em."
Ed let out a sigh as he leaned up against a tree. He seemed oblivious as to why they would even consider throwing him out, but that only proved what a douchebag he truly was; he didn't even have the dignity to own up to all of his wrongdoings.
"Well fine then!" Ed yelled to himself. "I'll just find a new bitch, one that doesn't smart off at me and knows her place. To hell with that woman. Uh... I think it was Carol."
As Ed walked around aimlessly, he came across an African American woman with long dreadlocks who seemed to be wandering around aimlessly as well. She was slender and had a nice figure, but her main features were the katana on her back and the scowl on her face. As she got closer to Ed she finally stopped and stared at the hick man, anticipating his next move. Ed grinned obnoxiously as he looked her up and down, earning a look of disgust from the woman.
"Hey baby," Ed said to her. "Why don't I show you MY sword? I bet it's bigger'n yours."
The woman drew her blade in a flash and sliced Ed's head off.
THE END