Life of Rozyag
You grab your phone and dial 000, ask for the police and a policewoman picks up.
"This is the police, what's your emerge-"
You cut her off.
"REEEEEEE, I HAVE A BOMB AND I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL EVERYONE, I LIVE AT 69, RETARDS AVENUE"
You restrain yourself from adding a masterpiece of a roast, 'be there or be square'. "pure genius' you think.
...
Several SWAT vehicles arrive at your house within minutes and you open the front door to face the large squad of men, heavily armed with riot shields, plated armor and a wide array of weapons.
"IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME FIVE MILLION BUC--"
You are cut off mid sentence, just like you had cut off the policewoman on the phone (let's call it karma). All the men fire at you in unison, all you can think is how your plan did not work, as all the bullets ricochet out of your body and you jerk in several directions. You do not feel any of the pain as you lost all sense of pain after you were beaten each day by your dad when you were younger. Your body lands like an anchor, your last thoughts being baffled as to how you fell so fast, 'I'm as light as a feather' you think, you do not realize that the bullets inside your body were enough to double your weight and forced you to fall much faster than normal.
(How about you don't do anything like this in real life you damn fucking retards, SWATTING is wrong dipshit)
"This is the police, what's your emerge-"
You cut her off.
"REEEEEEE, I HAVE A BOMB AND I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL EVERYONE, I LIVE AT 69, RETARDS AVENUE"
You restrain yourself from adding a masterpiece of a roast, 'be there or be square'. "pure genius' you think.
...
Several SWAT vehicles arrive at your house within minutes and you open the front door to face the large squad of men, heavily armed with riot shields, plated armor and a wide array of weapons.
"IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME FIVE MILLION BUC--"
You are cut off mid sentence, just like you had cut off the policewoman on the phone (let's call it karma). All the men fire at you in unison, all you can think is how your plan did not work, as all the bullets ricochet out of your body and you jerk in several directions. You do not feel any of the pain as you lost all sense of pain after you were beaten each day by your dad when you were younger. Your body lands like an anchor, your last thoughts being baffled as to how you fell so fast, 'I'm as light as a feather' you think, you do not realize that the bullets inside your body were enough to double your weight and forced you to fall much faster than normal.
(How about you don't do anything like this in real life you damn fucking retards, SWATTING is wrong dipshit)
