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Story 2 Part1
August 14, 2011
Well ive met someone from the road he says his name is Cale. Well heres my story: 2 weeks ago i was heading to work when i saw the queerest site. Even though in this city theres a whole bunch'a crime i was surprised see how this fella was murdered. there was blood everywhere and i mean everywhere. half this guys ******** head was gone and his guts was layin everywhere, by now the s**t is scared from me know what i mean, but i just go on like a dumbass. im almost to the bus stop when all of a sudden thesepeople start to follow me, at first i just thought they was goin to the bus stop too then isaw their lips and faces and realized "Hey these ******** is dead!" since i always carry a gun on me, specificaly a Glock 9mm i pull itout and blast one in the chest then he gets back up, an im like "Holee s**t" and i start running back here.
"Hey, Harley i dont think we can stay here cause those zombies will break in here plus i think our food supply is gonna run short unless we move out....
- by Corporal Whiskey |
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- | Submitted on 05/30/2010 |
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- Title: The Survivors
- Artist: Corporal Whiskey
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- Date: 05/30/2010
- Tags: survivors zombie horror
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Corporal Whiskey - 07/21/2010
- just like i used to many wells
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- paranormal_1414 - 07/04/2010
- I have read better and it can be better. I bet if you write more it'll get better. Okay I'm using way too many better's
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- DarionAOD - 06/28/2010
- Fail.
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- HaYsHiZzLE - 06/21/2010
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to much "well"
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