I light up a Marlboro cancer while my droogies brag about the nights event. Most of it was on the stolen hookah and Pineapple. We drove back to the Milk Bar were I could predict that the customers would be glad to see us with our recent stolen goods. I on the other hand was looking forward to the White Castle right next to the bar. I always get hungry when ever we have a night like this.
Once Petra announced the Pineapple about half of the younger people in the group joined in for a hit. There's a difference between weed and Maloko, Maloko makes you invincible while weed makes you paranoid and delusional. I'm already paranoid enough as it is. I always have this feeling someone is watching me even if I have my identity hidden. I go into the Castle ordering two burgers, fries, and a Coke. As I was about to enjoy myself, I heard somebody calling me out. "Hey, Alexis! I guess you're not watching your diet!"
I sighed under my breathe, anybody with that annoying voice could be none other then Snooki 3 and her mob. I put my burger down, turning my attention to the speaker. She was the perfect example of Italian Trash, fake tan, fake hair, fake chest, fake everything. They were the stars of 'Jersey Shore' which had been running since Snooki the First. Thing had been going well for them until 'Droog' came along. That's the reason why she's kind of snarling at me like a dog. "Oh, I see you're not on a diet either, Snooti." I said with a smile.
Snooki said nothing, only snarled at me more like a dog which almost made me laugh. What I was saying was true though, she had a plate of fries with cheese on it. I was just saying. "Why did you kill G? What did he do to you?" My smile turned upside down. I had a several good reasons for killing G. One, he wouldn't leave me alone. Two, He wouldn't stop grabbing my ass. Three, I was given orders to kill him. The government put out a vote to society for G to either live or die. Society voted for Death.
Snooki the Third blamed me for his death when really she should be blaming the government and society but, I don't think you pick a fight with Big Brother now can we? "Well?" she demanded to me. I bit my lid at the sound of her voice. I hated how squeaky it sounded. "If you wanted to know little sister, he wouldn't keep his hands to himself so I did him a favor and cut them off along with his penis." She looked startled by the answer but, went back to judging me. "You look like you want it."
I stood up from my table, I could feel a fight coming on. "What do you mean, Snooti?" Snooki took the hair out of her eyes with a smug look. "I mean, look at you, you look like a slut and yet you act like a prude." I walked up to her casually as if to a friend. I put my cane on my shoulder which went up and down on my shoulder. While I made the gesture, I heard something click in my ear. By that click I knew it was Stan Rubik, my boss. "Does Society vote life or death, Rubik?" I said very quietly under my breath.
"Death to Snooki and the rest." Was Rubik's answer, I nodded my head. Apparently the whole show was being cancelled. Snooki and I were face to face, she looked like a vulnerable dog dressed in trashy clothes. I smiled at her smugness, "Let me tell you, little sister the difference between you and me. No, draw out my dagger. "Plainly, you are just trash."
She turns around just like I wanted. Before she could actually attack me, I stab her in the gut multiple times, blood filling her mouth. I love the fear filling her eyes as she cries for help. Once she falls down dead, the whole restaurant and Milk Bar were cheering at my performance. I tilted my head a bit for the appreciation then went back to my dinner.
Just when I thought everything was over, I felt a hand spank my ass. I sense up at the sudden feeling and laid my eyes upon the Awesomeness. He was giving me that douche bag smile he always had. "Hey sweet face, you want a take me to your place?" At first, I wanted to slap him for having no manners then I thought what Rubik said 'Death to Snooki and the rest.' So basically they all had to die. Oh Well, I guess dinner's to go!
"One moment please," I said, I asked for a to go box then I went back to the Milk Bar to my droogies. They were laughing and giggling like crazy. I went over to Georgette, whispering the commands from Rubik. She nodded understandingly. I went back into the Castle were the Awesomeness was sitting in my spot. "Ready, brother?" He nodded his head, looking like a kid on Christmas. As we were leaving, I shouted out to the Jersey cast, "You should go see my sisters! They in the Milk Bar with a Pineapple Express." Almost immediately, they raced to the Bar in hopes for some drugs and some ass. They'll get high but, not any fun time.
We went into the stolen Lambo with me riding shot gun. Once I reved up the car I saw in the corner of my eye a man in the original droog attire. He looked like Alex DeLarge, the only thing covering his face was a mask with a long nose on it. He tilted his bowler hat before I left. As I was driving down the road with the idiot beside me, I couldn't help but, feel the Alex look a like was the one following me.