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Post by Sent on Sept 2, 2015 22:48:20 GMT -5
I don't feel any sort of empathy for the people involved here. What the shit kind of character development is this!? This could hardly pass as an art film! (Thank goodness it's not an art film.)
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Post by Hey look it's Tim on Sept 2, 2015 23:13:52 GMT -5
It's just a story, man. Not an epic.
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Post by Sent on Sept 2, 2015 23:50:14 GMT -5
Nor is it an art film!
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Post by Hey look it's Tim on Sept 6, 2015 1:41:02 GMT -5
Here's a story, peeps, that was in a dream last night:
A person was standing in front of me. I was handcuffed to the table.
"Nevermind my name" He said, after I asked for it. "Who do you work for?"
"Dude, I don't know what you're talking about!"
He wasn't listening to me. He needed something to bring back to his boss.
I asked "Where am I?"
"South Compton Police department. Now, you're gonna tell me who you work for!"
Now he was getting more and more angry.
A cup of coffee was on the table.
My chance.
"Ey! I'll tell you if you give me that coffee! You need to uncuff me, though." He complied. He fell for it. I threw the hot coffee in his face.
Wasteful, I'd usually say. But not in my situation.
A window in the room was under construction, getting new glass after a few bullets hit it. I dived out. It was only the first floor, so I was OK.
So, I've just escaped a police station and I'm running through the streets of South Compton. Great.
Just a few hours later, after my great escape, I made it the a safe house. I said the password and entered.
On a giant throne made of melted guns was what my boss was sitting on.
He said that he knew about my capture and my escape, and he forgave me for it.
"Now, onto business. Do you have the location of the drugs?"
"Can't tell you yet, sir. I have a question."
"... Everyone else, leave. Just me and him." He says, and everyone complies. "You really don't know, kid?"
"No, sir. Please tell me."
"Alright, kid... Read the first letter of every paragraph."
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Post by Hey look it's Tim on Sept 6, 2015 1:50:43 GMT -5
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Post by Panther on Sept 6, 2015 6:01:46 GMT -5
Eh, I can't open the file you linked.
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Post by Chris on Sept 7, 2015 13:59:53 GMT -5
Well... Those were something. It also reminds me of the time I met the ghost of Jim Morrison, but that's for another day.
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Post by Hey look it's Tim on Sept 10, 2015 1:16:26 GMT -5
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Post by Panther on Sept 10, 2015 2:37:30 GMT -5
The link worked. Thanks, bruh.
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Post by Hey look it's Tim on Sept 10, 2015 2:46:48 GMT -5
Did it start at ten seconds?
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