There I was. Sitting atop my hill, along with my squad. It was an average day... making fun of fat people and eating beef. Dragon Valley, they call it. Ever since the carrier arrived here, There have been rumors. Rape in the carrier docks. Black People dancing in the tallest tower. Weird stuff. That's why I ran away with a supply of cow meat. My squad joined me too. It was fun. We grabbed a Blackhawk helicopter, and some jerk got in another. He clearly yelled out "A.W.O.L. Alert!" So I ordered a guy inside the helicopter to take the chaingun and blast him away.
And so it was.
We saw him fall inside the water. Leg stuck between poles, too. A true 'printscreen moment.' A guy way back in the heli was fapping off to it. How immature. As we were lifting off, I shot him in the face, his hand still flexing it, into the water. Two more of my friends were still inside the blackhawk. I ordered them to station the guns, incase we were still being pursued. We were. The blackhawk we had supposedly shot a trooper out of was in pursuit. Eventually, after circling around for a few minutes, the other chopper had a brilliant idea. Why not turn upside down? The battle quickly ended from then on. In the excitement I wasn't watching where I was going, and I crashed into a building. Me and my friends were all safe, though. So we were on top of a nearby hill, resting away. You know, the hill with the two anti-heli stations? Yeah, man. Twas' a fine day. So you can suppose how suprised I was when buggies stormed in. The first one was a scout, perhaps. A lone wolf, so to say. He stopped to inspect the crashed helicopter, and yawned heavily. One of my friends thought it was wise to pop a ****** right there. I tell you, that caught the scout's attention pretty quickly.
"Three escaped AWOLS, position 3325-4921. Uhh... Nasty. Sarge, I think they're doin' ******s."
"Aw crap, he got us."
So we just tossed a nade down there. He was covered in boils and stuff. Didn't know it was a magic grenade. Suddenly, he yelled out "Petrificus Totalus" and my friend fell on the ground, a plank. I tossed another grenade, my type of magic, and blew him to bits. More arrived, and we got our ass served.
Snape Killed Dumbledore.
EDIT: Goat. Se. = ******
And so it was.
We saw him fall inside the water. Leg stuck between poles, too. A true 'printscreen moment.' A guy way back in the heli was fapping off to it. How immature. As we were lifting off, I shot him in the face, his hand still flexing it, into the water. Two more of my friends were still inside the blackhawk. I ordered them to station the guns, incase we were still being pursued. We were. The blackhawk we had supposedly shot a trooper out of was in pursuit. Eventually, after circling around for a few minutes, the other chopper had a brilliant idea. Why not turn upside down? The battle quickly ended from then on. In the excitement I wasn't watching where I was going, and I crashed into a building. Me and my friends were all safe, though. So we were on top of a nearby hill, resting away. You know, the hill with the two anti-heli stations? Yeah, man. Twas' a fine day. So you can suppose how suprised I was when buggies stormed in. The first one was a scout, perhaps. A lone wolf, so to say. He stopped to inspect the crashed helicopter, and yawned heavily. One of my friends thought it was wise to pop a ****** right there. I tell you, that caught the scout's attention pretty quickly.
"Three escaped AWOLS, position 3325-4921. Uhh... Nasty. Sarge, I think they're doin' ******s."
"Aw crap, he got us."
So we just tossed a nade down there. He was covered in boils and stuff. Didn't know it was a magic grenade. Suddenly, he yelled out "Petrificus Totalus" and my friend fell on the ground, a plank. I tossed another grenade, my type of magic, and blew him to bits. More arrived, and we got our ass served.
Snape Killed Dumbledore.
EDIT: Goat. Se. = ******
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