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Once apron a dime, I was sitting in school. |
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MAD WIT POWR[[Category:Im died]][[Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT]] |
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My friend, Gerald, was chewing on his iPod. The girl in the desk in front of me was cutting her hair. |
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Gerald and I have had so many memories together. For example, one time his cow got its [[File:Cow.jpg|thumb|Intelligent Cow]]head stuck in a plastic patio chair. Gerald thought the cow was very intelligent, so he stuck his head in his mother's chair that was sitting on the porch.[[File:Gerald.jpg|thumb|Gerald]] |
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Ah...memories. |
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Yep, this is a normal day at my school. |
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The bell rang and I went out of the room, through the hallways and up the stairs. Something seemed odd though, nobody was going upstairs. |
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Then I turned around and saw the creepiest old fag standing there.[[File:AlbertoDeStalker.jpg|thumb|Alberto De Stalker]] |
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“MY NAME IS ALBERTO DE STALKER!” Said the man cheerfully. |
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“Uh...hi” I said. |
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Alberto pulled out a cardboard cutout of Miley Cyrus. “AND THIS IS MAH DOG, OLD LICKER”. |
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I started go back away, "Um...okay?” |
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Alberto grabbed my arm, “NOW WHERE YOU THINK YOU GOIN'?” |
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My heart started to race, “T-To class”. |
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“There is no class” Said Alberto. |
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I quickly slapped Alberto and ran down the stairs, through the lunchroom, and into the computer room. |
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Everybody really WAS gone. Nobody was at school. Where the hell am I? |
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Alberto started screeching like a retarded horse. |
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I covered my ears as the piercing screech echoed throughout the halls. |
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Then I fell over and cracked my head. Alberto was standing over me. |
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Alberto had a pistol and a McDonald's bag in his hand. |
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“AMERICAAAAAA!!!” He screeched, shooting his pistol at the rows of computers. |
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I slap the McDonald's bag out of his hand. A Chicken McNugget crawls out like a little animal. |
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''I think I'm dreaming...am I dreaming? No...this isn't a dream'' |
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Then I see him, GERALD! Gerald takes the pistol away from Alberto, and snaps it in half. |
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Then Alberto kicks him in the dick, causing Gerald to fall over in pain. |
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Alberto then proceeds to take the broken gun and stab him in the dick. |
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Poor Gerald's dick. |
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Then I notice cardboard cutouts of Miley Cyrus...they're taped everywhere in the room. |
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On the windows, on the ceiling, on the chairs. |
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SO...MUCH...FUCKING...MILEY...CYRUS... |
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I must be in hell. |
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All of this Miley Cyrus causes me to go insane. |
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I rip off Gerald's arm and throw it at Alberto. |
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Alberto eats the arm. |
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Yes, I am in hell. |
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The cardboard cutouts of Miley Cyrus come alive and start crawling all over the room. |
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Alberto gives me a devilish smile, “YES MINIONS, YES! COME TO YOUR MASTER ALBERTO DE STALKER!” |
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Gerald is screaming in pain. |
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I step on his dick, “Be quiet, Gerald. Your voice is annoying”. |
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Gerald looks like he's going to die. Oh well. |
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I turn to Alberto and he takes out a Potato Grenade. |
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Potato Grenades are amazing, they were made by the best scientist in the world, Cave Johnson. |
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Cave Johnson created the first Combustible Lemon, and it just escalated from there. |
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And that is how we have the amazing Potato Grenade today. |
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Alberto throws the Potato Grenade at me and rides away on majestic Laser Cows. |
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Gerald tries to pull his chewed up iPod out of his pocket, but is unable to and dies. |
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The Potato Grenade hit my face and I died. |
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I'm writing this as a ghost from 2567. |
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So I am telling you now, if you ever meet someone named Alberto, run away and don't look back. |
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Potato. |
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