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so I had my first slam fire accident today.
sbe Inna appartment
screening SHE
cleaning. load upthe magazine (its my home defense gun)
shying to get bolt to close with empty chamber
sceams stuck
ggive the handle a push forward
sbout nonstick. We toward
IBANG
IBANG
IBANG
IBANG
IBANG
xclick
sround stovepipes because I dropped rifle in panic
shot six holes in my apartment wall, ears ringing, I assume police are on (this happened like 4 mins ago)
damn it /
ermine your hard drive
pee everywhere to hide the scent
put a shoe over the hole
flush sks down the toilet
call a phone sex operator and stay on the line until the police
arrive
when the police arrive, answer the door, still on the phone, and blow your load on them
sbe sitting at home
shave a weird guy who lives in my apartment complex
shave to pass by his doodoo get to mine. always some package that says "bad dragon" on the doorstep
she seem nice enough though. when he showers
seven if he does play weird songs from Croatia or some shit and yells about removing kabob's at all hours
stellated to him one afternoon
idealized I forgot the belt clip for my phone
sppon the mention ofthe word clip he starts getting this weird tic
wwhatever_ he' s a weirdo
So imagine my supose when I' m sitting here enjoying dinner when all ofa sudden six gunshots ring out of nowhere, tearing up my fucking wall and floor. Somewhere in the commotion I hear something
dropped, followed by the fungus clatter of his keyboard. The toilet flushes. Then it flushes again. It flushes something like seven times.
I need to find a new place to live
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