Ong continued to walk through the city of Ba Sing mmmWatchasaaay. The experience he just had would forever change his outlook on the world. He just saw a man burn two innocent people to death. Their lives ended there. They would no longer exist. And just think: They will never say another word. They will never think another thing. Only because they said a few of their own words. He realized how dangerous it could be to say what he wanted. Was he ever free? Would he ever speak openly? Ong resolved all of his philosophical watchmacallits in one word. "BoobZ," said Ong.
Ong's mind still felt dirty, unclean. He wanted to further investigate these thoughts. He climped up a building, as quickly as a cat dies from heroine (I think it was in a movie) Ong gazed over the city once more. His eyes glanced over the cityscape, making careful note of the area. His eyeballs took in all of the world, like the God the the Earths. The next think he knew, kkkkaakhhhkka was standing beside him, staring into the horizon. It was strange (like my dog who I swear to god liks more carpet than a female biker gang) but when he looked forward, he could only see what had just passes.
MC fiyabenda was still standing in the place where he was. He was spittin' out rhymes like the b-swagga in the hood. The police soon arrived at the scene, with MC fiyabenda standing over the bodies, burnt to a crispy, like DQ chicken strips. The police examined the scene, in a thinking way. They asked MC fiyabenda "why did you do this" and MC fiyabenda said, in a replying way, "I can bully everybody as much as I want and I can't get grounded because my parents are dead." The police thought "damn. He's right. I won't even try to go against hikm in court." They flew off into the night sky. Perhaps they journeyed to Heaven to talk to MC fiyabenda's parents. Ong wondered why this happened. "We are still on the roof," said Kaaahaha. Kaahahnah, being slightly smarter than Ong, was right. She also had the BoobZ.