Back on the park bench..... "What was that cunts name?....sounded like a cigarette brand or a gay pornstar.....Aries gold...that's it Aries fucking gold haha the fucking condom...."
Gets out his phone and calls a number
"Aries gold...this number is live for 15".....hangs up.
Continues talking to himself all this time a homeless guy sitting, feeding a pigeon and watching...
.."Bet you this candy bar is a billionaire.....well dur he's paying half a bill just for the bullet so....oh yeah, anyway can I do it this time?.....you always do it anyway, you know I get squirmish, and the begging I fucking hate the begging.....ooh that's my favourite bit, I hope mister first in the Olympics has an accent.....he sounds french....misiour pleease don't keel mee (in a terrible accent).....yeah Bang bang in the face.....nooo you ruined it....okaaay, bong bong in ze fess (in an accent)...oui oui bong bong....." (Doing gun fingers)
His phone rings and he answers.... "Okay, okay...I'll need a ticket from.....see that's why I love you....the usual in hand before I land if you could please...bong bong......oh it's nothing.....inside joke..."
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