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Post by wifebeater on Oct 25, 2008 17:32:20 GMT -5
Wifebeater smashes through the door of the office and knocks all of the shit off the desk. Jammal Jones stands up and raises his fist.
"I want my office back you fucking coon."
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Post by Jammall Jones on Oct 25, 2008 22:10:11 GMT -5
Jammall jones picks up his phone and dails a number.
Right before he begins to speak he begins beating Wifebeater with the phone.
Two huge black men come into the room and drag Wifebeater out of the room.
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Post by wifebeater on Oct 25, 2008 22:46:17 GMT -5
A few hours later Wifebeater is laying in a back alley. He is all beat up, with dried up blood all over his face. He crawls to his feet and stumbles out to the road where a young woman is standing around talking on her cell phone.
"Can I borrow your cell phone, toots?"
The woman scowls at him and slaps him across the face.
"You picked the wrong fucking night, cunt!"
Wifebeater punches her across the face and throws her into the street. A car speeds down the road and swerves out of the way into a telephone pole. The pole tips over and falls onto a cop car.
"Oh shit..."
Wifebeater grabs the cell phone and runs away from the scene. Once he is out of view he dials someone up.
"Hey, I'm gonna need some back-up."
The scene fades with Wifebeater throwing the cell phone into a dumpster.
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