1 - I want to be able to stop for the night and go buy mexican food! Then go find a "mamacita" and rent a motel for us.. but as we're about to engage in "happy time" the mexican food will kick in.. my stomach will feel very bad and I'll run to the bathroom with diarrhea.
After a very painful 5 minutes I will decide to go ask the motel manager for a plunger to fix the toilet. When I open the bathroom door to leave, the filthy smell of burrito and fish taco waste fill the bedroom like toxic gas. My latina mamacita will be absolutely disgusted and run out of the room, when I realize I have already paid her (but without receiving any "favors") so I run out the door after her. Suddenly I start to get a bad feeling in my stomach once again, except this time not from the refried beans I ate.
As the thieving prostitute runs up to some MS-13 wanna-be she screams a few words and a Glock 47 instantly comes into view as he reaches at his waist line. "I'm getting the **** out of here!!" floods my mind as I suddenly take off running towards my truck, keys dangling in my right hand. As I hear shots from the pistol hit the side of my truck, I unlock the door without a hitch and with the door still wide open I start the motor, pop it into first and floor it!!
I think to myself, "I'm not dead yet!" as I crash through a row of parked motorcycles in my attempt to get out of the crowed parking-lot I see sparks flying in every direction from what sounds like an full-automatic Ak-47. "Great, the fucker must have his homies with him. Where is the Police when you need them!!"
That's why I want to be...ahh.. able to.. ahh.. play the greatest game ever made? or stop? I don't know.
11-22-2007, 05:32 AM
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