New site? Maybe some day. Username: SPAM Filter: re-type this (values are 0,1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,A,B,C,D,E, or F) Message: UBB enabled. HTML disabled Spam Filtering enabledIcons: (click image to insert) Show All - pop Select Color orange orange-red crimson red firebrick dark red green limegreen teal silver sea-green deeppink tomato coral purple indigo burlywood sandy brown sienna chocolate FONTXXSmallXSmallSmallMediumLargeXLXXL :DG: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Char† ‡ ‰ ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ ‾ ← ↑ → ↓ ™ – —   ¡ ¢ £ ¤ ¥ ¦ § ¨ © ª « ¬ ­ ® ¯ ° ± ² ³ ´ µ ¶ · ¸ ¹ º » ¼ ½ ¾ ¿ À Á Â Ã Ä Å Æ Ç È É Ê Ë Ì Í Î Ï Ð Ñ Ò Ó Ô Õ Ö × Ø Ù Ú Û Ü Ý Þ ß à á â ã ä å æ ç è é ê ë ì í î ï ð ñ ò ó ô õ ö ÷ ø ù ú û ü ý þ ÿ b i u  add: url  image  video(?) : post by powerkok at 2006-08-10 12:46:29 It was some kind of flop house, for local metal bands. Debaucherous, dirty, Old house on a snowy moutain. Me and my bandmate from HS were there, meeting the rest of the guys in HCN... People passed out on the floor littered with pizza boxes and beer cans. Cats running around fighting over, and eating scraps of rotten food. Some skeezy chicks were trying to put out, but then a van showed up and a bunch of weird fuckers hop out with swords, and start raiding the house, chopping motherfuckers up. I suddenly was holding a shotgun, and 2 rounds, and just start firing. Fuckers are dropping by the half dozen. Everytime I reload, I have 2 more shells in my hand, automatically. This one guy, keeps chasing me, and I shoot at him but keep missing. Like my gun barrel is too long, and I cant line up a sight picture on him. Finally, I flip around and put a slug in his head, but all it does is take a chunk of his hair off. Now he's PISSED, and turns red. Now its like counterstrike, when they used to turn the 'glow' on. This guy is running at me, glowing red, and I am OUT of ammo. I run outside, and grab 2 more shells, from a cable spool, whip around once more, and shoot. The doods head blows up into a buttery mist!! I actually tasted the butter. The guys in the band are all doing this 'hip hip hooray' thing and they carry me upstairs, and gave me a beer. I woke up like I was holding a rifle, and there was an open Grape soda, sitting next to me, that I DO NOT remember opening. Strange eh??

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