"Hey hey, you you I don't like your boyfriend"
His mother slowly opened the door as to not make a sound. Wackfiend was there caressing his best friend Mark - lips touching erotically. Spying carefully behind the door, his mother witnessed Wackfiend reach for the Wiimote. His friend Mark playfully slapped it, instead grabbing the PS3 controller. Mother couldn't take it any more: she kicked the door open and shouted, "Wackfiend, you're gay and I want you to have an abortion." "Mom, you don't underst...," but it was too late. Mother slapped Wackfiend around a bit. "No mo... mom, don't! I'm a hermaphrodite - father did it to me!" Wackfiend's mother stepped back in awe. Wackfiend knew this was his chance... he reached for the PS3 controller - he could use it as a weapon. He didn't really care if it broke anyway. ... but no, it was too late. Mother had grabbed his Wii. "Wh... what are you going to do with that?" He was inexplicably nervous... she had his most prized possession. Wackfiend had no choice. He reached for his razor he had hidden underneath his bed next to his Avril Lavigne discography. He was going to do the unthinkable. This was his chance to end it all.
Last Edit: November 01, 2007, 02:03:54 pm by Mr Epic Hero