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You book it east! The sound fades away, and the stone beneath your feet gives way to grass, then asphalt. You see a gleaming purple light to the west, and an orange one to the north.
You meander west. The purple light becomes more intense, yet seems farther away. You feel your high fading, the nugs are slowly leaving you, a source of weed is definitely needed or you are surely to fall victim to the ravages of being sober.
A course for weed is set. You run to the west, across a crowded intersection, and you are immediately hit by a 16-Wheeler truck. You apparently survive the hit, as you awake baked several hours later in what appears to be a gas station in the mid-west
You drink the drank, and slovenly toss the can aside, but it ricochets off the garbage bin and into the face of a rather angry looking biker. He begins to approach you
You begin to push as hard as you can to grow a beard, the Biker begins to shirk away, as your face is bursting with a new, full beard, obviously intimidating him. You've become BOSS.
You make it rain. Your wads of newfound cash begin to pelt the Biker. You are successful in defeating him, and you now have 800 dollars. As you wandered outside of the Gas Station to pick up yo' paper, you notice a familiar purple glow from down the road to the east.
You walk towards the purple. It grows apparent that the light is coming from a sign, but you can't quite discern the text on it with your Boss-sunglasses on. A small, pueblo like building sits next to the sign.
You walk up to the Pueblo, a soft, florescent light emanates from its glass doors. You push them in, and you are suddenly blinded, not even the supreme hustling of your boss sunglasses can protect you from this light
You don't have eyedrops! The interior of the building begins to come into focus. A small sign sits near your feet, indicating that the floor is slippery when wet.
You whip off yo shades. The room is fully in view now. It is a Taco Bell, but something is different, the customers standing in line seem like close, but long gone friends.
The patrons appear to be the entirety of the living Wu-Tang Clan, and the spectral figures of ODB, Tupac, and Biggie. Your examining has caught their attention, and they all stare at you, as if awaiting some sort of command.
The Rza jumps back at your motions to begin a chess game. The Taco Bell falls away around you, and the rappers of days gone by appear in the all encompassing nothingness. The booming voices of the group proclaim, "You have successfully flexed yo' mentals through the trial of Blunt Quest. You are truly, the Weed Lord"
> Show the manager your pecks. Tell him you can lift shit. Lift up something heavy nearby to prove your point.
You lift some heavy shit to show the manager what's up.
You are no longer whatever that last thing you were was
You are now a LEVEL FIVE BOX BOY with a starting wage of $8 an hour!
6 moves left until WICKED HIGH is gone.
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Donovan PuppyfuckerA dagger in the dark isworth a thousand swords in the morningRegistered Userregular
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>WORK until the day is done. Sleep overnight in the store. Steal a toothbrush and some toothpaste to get the tastes of cock, jenkem and fat btch out of yo' mouf.
>WATCH boxset of Fresh Prince of Bel Air on instore televisions.
>WORK until the day is done. Sleep overnight in the store. Steal a toothbrush and some toothpaste to get the tastes of cock, jenkem and fat btch out of yo' mouf.
>WATCH boxset of Fresh Prince of Bel Air on instore televisions.
You WORK till you SWEAT and get yo CASH MONIES.
You assemble a FUTON, then go jack some TOOTHPASTE and a TOOTHBRUSH to get the taste of FAT HOE and JENKEM out of your mouth.
You watch FRESH PRINCE until you can no longer keep your eyes open, you fall into a deep slumber
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Donovan PuppyfuckerA dagger in the dark isworth a thousand swords in the morningRegistered Userregular
edited April 2009
>AWAKEN to teh sounds of the dumpsters being emptied at 4:00 in the morning.
>LOOK around to dicover they have a console hooked up in the electronics department! It's MADDEN09 time brocrates!
Was it all a dream?
Did TREVOR slip you LSD again?
As the scene fades out it pulls back and you see a child
He appears to be shaking some sort of snowglobe, it looks to have a large building in it, probably a school of some sort.
The child drools a little.
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EDIT: There you go, I hate to look like a dick.[/quote]
any time is a good time for bluntquest.
she puts that shit on folding@home it's gonna cure cancer in like yesterday
You walk in to TARGET like you OWN THE PLACE. You ask the MANAGER for a JOB, then threaten the life of his WIFE AND CHILD.
The MANAGER says the store needs to meet its RETARD QUOTA.
You can't tell if he's joking or not
like 7 Moves until your WICKED HIGH fades.
>|
Well then I want my fucking bluntquest right now
Hamlet will be Hamlet
An ineffable tragedy of the human spirit that still resonates, even today.
You lift some heavy shit to show the manager what's up.
You are no longer whatever that last thing you were was
You are now a LEVEL FIVE BOX BOY with a starting wage of $8 an hour!
6 moves left until WICKED HIGH is gone.
>|
>WATCH boxset of Fresh Prince of Bel Air on instore televisions.
>Put JUNK in BOX
>use cash to buy more shit to lift
You WORK till you SWEAT and get yo CASH MONIES.
You assemble a FUTON, then go jack some TOOTHPASTE and a TOOTHBRUSH to get the taste of FAT HOE and JENKEM out of your mouth.
You watch FRESH PRINCE until you can no longer keep your eyes open, you fall into a deep slumber
>|
>LOOK around to dicover they have a console hooked up in the electronics department! It's MADDEN09 time brocrates!
What's this? It appears you have slept off your WICKED HIGH
You feel yourself slowly fading out of the BRO-VERSE.
>check surroundings
>SHIT yo' pants.
>ASK for your phone call, and a fresh pair of oranges.
It's almost kept on for 6 hours.
Did TREVOR slip you LSD again?
As the scene fades out it pulls back and you see a child
He appears to be shaking some sort of snowglobe, it looks to have a large building in it, probably a school of some sort.
The child drools a little.
FADE TO BLACK.
ME
PROCRASTINATION
THAT ONE THREAD THAT KHOO STARTED THAT ENDED UP HAVING BRO JOKES IN IT
you just pull a St. Elsewhere on us and you're done
fuck you
You can almost hear it.
I'm kinda tired and I wouldn't be able to keep it going tomorrow, so yeah.
Just because the destination blows, does that make the ride itself shitty?
Yes.
That Autistic kid?
Hamlet will be Hamlet
An ineffable tragedy of the human spirit that still resonates, even today.