Chapter 3: I walked into the 7-Eleven, and walked over to the counter where the Big Bite hot dogs were broiling on that grill. I looked over at the clerk and said "Please give me one of the Big Bites" and the clerk pulled a hot dog out and put it in the bun, and handed it to me. Then I walked over to the condiments counter and put fresh chopped onions, chili, and jalepanos on it. I walked over to the magazines at the front of the store and picked up a copy of PC Gamer, and EverQuest 3 was being advertised. Out fell a card that offered a subscription for 39 dollars a year.
Then I walked over to the donut area, and went to the drinks fridge wall. On the bottom row, I saw 2 dollar bottles of fruit neon colored flavored "wine", so I picked up a hot blue one and then walked over to the counter. The clerk looked at me like I was crazy for drinking fruit flavored wine with a Big Bite Hot dog, so I pulled out my Glock 9mm and shot a bullet thru his skull. He fell backwards, and hit the cigarette rows and caused them all to fall to the ground. I leaped over the counter, and picked up a pack of unfiltered Camels, and then walked out, hopped in my car, and left.
Chapter 4: I walked into Taco Bueno, and walked up to the counter. I looked up at the over head menu and it showed Muchachos, 1 for 99 cents. I looked at the cash register clerk and told her "5 muchachos please, and hold the cheese, no cheese please" and she said it would be 5 minutes, so I walked over to the condiments bar and put pico de gallo, jalepanos, sliced onions, and salsa, in those small little white paper cups.
The order was ready so I picked it up at the counter and took it to a corner booth where i was looking outside the window. One homeless man was sitting behind a bush with a meth pipe and smoking the smoke out of it. I went outside and told him "can i get a hit of that my nigger" and he handed me the meth pipe and I inhaled a huge hit. I then went back inside to the restaurant and was looking around the dining room area, and there was a white family sitting there and a mexican family sitting there also. I stood up on the table and started roaring and pounding my chest like a gorilla. The mexican woman with kids looked up at me in horror, so I dived down at her and tackled her to the ground.
I pulled out a small canister of gasoline and lit it on fire and threw it over the counter into the kitchen area, and it caused the gas tank stoves to explode, and the workers were engulfed in a fireball and started screaming and running. I then walked out to my car, hopped in, and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving huge black skid marks. images32432.jpg images2346.jpg
I ran off and ran to the hot dog area and jumped over the counter, punching the cash register clerk in the face. Then I ran back to the kitchen area and turned over the oil stove, spilling boiling oil all over the floor, and it scorched the shoes and feets of all the mexican workers who started roaring in painful agony. I was wearing heat resistant knee high boots so I was not effected. I picked up three Hot Dog Meals, and walked out, while the customers ran all over the place, screaming and confused.
I walked right out of the store, hopping into my convertible Camaro, and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving a huge black skid marks on the concrete.
@hakui@p and then it was happooning. I walked into the Costco, nodding to the security guard. I walked over to the frozen food aisle which had huge rows of frozen foods stacked up about 10 feet tall, and i put a few ball bearings under the platforms. A family with 10 children came walking by and then the entire shelves collapsed on top of them, and they started screaming.
I ran off and ran to the hot dog area and jumped over the counter, punching the cash register clerk in the face. Then I ran back to the kitchen area and turned over the oil stove, spilling boiling oil all over the floor, and it scorched the shoes and feets of all the mexican workers who started roaring in painful agony. I was wearing heat resistant knee high boots so I was not effected. I picked up three Hot Dog Meals, and walked out, while the customers ran all over the place, screaming and confused.
I walked right out of the store, hopping into my convertible Camaro, and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving a huge black skid marks on the concrete.