Me and The Mall Cop: Difference between revisions

Startled by his exclaimationexclamation, I stumbled my words. "I-I need your help. Please come over. Paul Blart is in my home, and he gave me a scroll with a language that he didn't know."

"Paul Bla-, what are you talking about? He is not re-" Out of nowhere, Paul interrupts Ryen and exclaims, "Excuse me, do you have any Skittles?" Ryen heard him, "He's real, is he?" "Yes, he is. And could you buy some Skittles? I don't have any." Ryen was silent for a while, and reluctantly accept the offer, and hung up. I look back at Paul. "Skittles? Out of all food and beverages, you want that?" He was slightly embarassedembarrassed, "I have hypoglycemia. I need sugary food."

Hell was dark. Literally. I could not see shit. I guess demons have special eyes or some shit, because I need those right now. Who knows, I might accidentally step on a ghoulish stalagmite. Whoever was there, I called out "Can somebody turn on the lights? I can't see jack-shit!"[[Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE]]