The Ninja Epidemic
You take the pills from him and pop them into your mouth, realising too late that you have nothing to swallow them with. Your cousin hands you a beer from within his truck, a Pabst. You swallow the pills down with two long pulls of poor quality brew. Only oafter taking the pills do you recall that taking pills with alcohol is rarely a good idea.
"Can you take these with alcohol?" You ask Bo.
"Shoot, cuz. That aren't no alcohol you drinked. That was beer." He informs you. You are about to correct him but realise, like so many grade school teachers before you, that attempting to educate him was futile. Like trying to teach a rock to swim.
"Now where is them ninjas at?" He asks you. His words come at you real slow, like he's in slow motion. You try to explain to him that you don't know where the ninjas would be at this moment, that they come out when they feel like it, but are interrupted be a dark form jumping over the bed of the truck to land between the two of you. It all happen in slow motion, but you find that you alone are not hindered by the decelleration of time. You are in some sort of hyper speed.
"Holay sheet! They realy is ninjas!" Your cousin exclaims as he jumps back slowly, reaching inside his jacket for where you presume there is a gun.
"Can you take these with alcohol?" You ask Bo.
"Shoot, cuz. That aren't no alcohol you drinked. That was beer." He informs you. You are about to correct him but realise, like so many grade school teachers before you, that attempting to educate him was futile. Like trying to teach a rock to swim.
"Now where is them ninjas at?" He asks you. His words come at you real slow, like he's in slow motion. You try to explain to him that you don't know where the ninjas would be at this moment, that they come out when they feel like it, but are interrupted be a dark form jumping over the bed of the truck to land between the two of you. It all happen in slow motion, but you find that you alone are not hindered by the decelleration of time. You are in some sort of hyper speed.
"Holay sheet! They realy is ninjas!" Your cousin exclaims as he jumps back slowly, reaching inside his jacket for where you presume there is a gun.