CRACK ATTACK!
"Okay, you little punk-ass mother fucker," you tell the child. "Where did you last see mommy?"
The boy's only answer is more tears. "I SAID WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU LAST SEE YOUR STUPID SLUT OF A MOTHER YOU LITTLE SHIT-EATING BASTARD!?"
The boy looks startled by your outburst. He points to a nearby car, where a woman who's evidently his mother is slumped over the steering wheel, sound asleep. You grab the boy by the throat and drag him with you toward the vehicle.
You pound violently on the driver's side window. "HEY, BITCH!" you scream. "YOU WANT YOUR LITTLE RUG RAT TO SEE THE LIGHT OF ANOTHER DAY! THEN GIMME ALL YOUR MONEY!" The mother awakens with a sudden jolt. Fear is her first instinctive reaction, but then her recent training kicks in. She knew those self-defense classes would come in handy! Usually the lame tactics they teach you at these laughable classes wouldn't work on a 90 year-old arthritic woman. But it's you we're talking about.
Before you know what's happening, she's out of the car, knees you in the groin, stomps on your feet, and then proceeds to smash your face in with her high-heels. You die.
The boy's only answer is more tears. "I SAID WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU LAST SEE YOUR STUPID SLUT OF A MOTHER YOU LITTLE SHIT-EATING BASTARD!?"
The boy looks startled by your outburst. He points to a nearby car, where a woman who's evidently his mother is slumped over the steering wheel, sound asleep. You grab the boy by the throat and drag him with you toward the vehicle.
You pound violently on the driver's side window. "HEY, BITCH!" you scream. "YOU WANT YOUR LITTLE RUG RAT TO SEE THE LIGHT OF ANOTHER DAY! THEN GIMME ALL YOUR MONEY!" The mother awakens with a sudden jolt. Fear is her first instinctive reaction, but then her recent training kicks in. She knew those self-defense classes would come in handy! Usually the lame tactics they teach you at these laughable classes wouldn't work on a 90 year-old arthritic woman. But it's you we're talking about.
Before you know what's happening, she's out of the car, knees you in the groin, stomps on your feet, and then proceeds to smash your face in with her high-heels. You die.
