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If life was more like halo, I would wake up scraping flood off my self .As I walk to my bright red warthog.With six 12in subs in the back and my budy riding shotgun with a shotgun.
Shoting grunts as we go to work. When we got I found out my boss had been infected
by the flood. So I ramed my fist tn to his soft mushy body to get my paycheck. Happly going home, I almost ran into another warthog he got angry and started yelling. So I thrue a
plasma granade on his fase. Waching him explode in my rear view merror I hit a Eliet.
He cracked my windsheld and sprayed purple blood all over. So I was pretty mad when
I got Ms.MC was screaming about late I was. So when she was hunched over cleaning
my armor. I smacked her killing her instly. Then I went to bed and wated for a nother
day. Then SMASH!! I walked in to my living room to find a banshee and a bunch of dead grunts.
THE END
And happy trails to all of you grunts out there
[Edited on 8/26/2004 3:01:43 PM]