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'''August 21, 2013'''
Hey guys it's me Mutahar. So... I don't know how to tell you people this... it's kind of a hard thing to discuss. Maybe... *sigh* maybe it all wasn't real... god I HOPE it wasn't real. It all happened about three weeks ago when I went on vacation to Texas. I landed in Houston and called a cab; expecting to have a nice pleasent trip to America. Boy was I wrong... On my way to Austin, my destination, the cab driver decided to take a short cut due to the traffic. We were passing through some back roads in an incredibly rural county when all of the sudden a tire blew out. Lucky for me we had just entered a small town with a repair shop a few blocks away. As soon as the cab was towed to the shop, I decided to get something to eat. There was a small diner across the street and from the aroma that was pouring out of the open windows it seemed like Heaven. I went into the diner and sat at the bar. The waitress came up with a surpised expression on her face. She was in her early twenties, around 21 or 22 with strawberry blond hair. She said in an excited voice, "Helly sir, how can I help you?" "I'd like some coffee and some pancakes, please." I replied. "Would you like anything to go with your pancakes? Maybe some fruit? We JUST got a fresh order of strawberries, and they are the best in all this side of Texas." she said with delite. "That sounds fine." I said. A few minutes later she brought me my food and you know what? They WERE the best strawberries that I have ever had. If there is one thing Texans are good for besides bashing gays, it's growing strawberries. When I was finished with my meal, I decided to go see how the car was doing. "Bad news guy; I wont be able to fix the tire until tomorrow. All of my tools have mysteriously disappeared." ,the repair man told me with remorse. The cab driver exclaimed, "Shit, will this is just fucking perfect!". Appalled, the repair man said, "Sir, please don't use such harsh language around me. I'm a Christian which means that if I hear curse words then that's like Satan ear raping me. Anywho, there is a hotel up the road that you can stay in for the night.". I decided that I'd just go wait out the day at the hotel; god knows there wasn't much to see around the town. Some time in the night I heard an incredibly loud beeping noise. Someone had pulled the fire alarm and everyone was rushed out of the building. As I stood in the small crowd wondering what the hell was going on, I started to feel incredibly drowsy. I passed out in the parking lot(I was a brown man in Texas so it made sense that nobody helped me) and the next thing I knew I was in a really comfy bed. I looked around; it was dark. Very dark. I heard a baby crying and I have to admit, I was scared shitless. Right about then the door opened and the waitress from the diner was standing there with a baby. She had it's face covered in her chest trying to calm it down, and then she walked up and said, "Hey there. I know you must be confused, but I saved you from that fire at the hotel. The fumes made you pass out." "What the hell are you talking about? The building wasn't on fire!" I exclaimed. The baby started to cry again and the waitress said, "Quiet! You're scaring her!", and then she showed her face. The baby was wearing a mask...
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