“That fucking prick! Kids these days have no patience at all.” Cooper yelled beside me. “Hey mother fucker don’t fucking blow out my eardrums because you are angry at some punk. Now continue.” He looked at me partially confused, but then started up talking again and saying “But that’s why I think that Animal House is the best movie.” I paused for a second and replied back with “That’s all a matter of opinion Coop, not a fucking fact. A fact would be that Sahara in Arabic means desert. So when we say the Sahara Desert we are really saying Desert Desert. Or that Leonard Nimoy died this past February on the 27th.” He went for the cigarette lighter in the Chevelle and it was gone. “Well before you or anything else pisses me off, have you seen any
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Wagner looked at me and said “Seriously, why not a metal bat, it would do more damage.” Glances were exchanged and a chuckle was made “I think he just wanted the fucking pain to last longer.” Cooper fixed his tie and we stopped on the floor. We started walking and then he stood by the door of the room we were searching for and I said “Get your game face on.” I knocked on the door three times, I was met by one of the fuckers that tried cutting out Mr. Allen. There were five of them present and I said “Everyone take a seat…….so you guys made a bet, got the winnings, he figured out you guys cheated him, and you run. Not just anywhere, but to a room that costs about fifteen hundred.” I walk over to the guy at the living room table, you mind if I have a beer. He said “Sure whatever you want.” Hey Cooper check the other rooms, I’m grabbing myself a beer.” He nodded his head and pulled out his pistol. I opened the fridge and they had moldy cheese, shitty light beer, and a Jamaican Me Happy daiquiri. I grabbed the daiquiri and said “Motherfucker I said beer and you think light beer counts.” One of them starts to talk “Now I caught the other guys name, it’s Cooper if I can remember right, but what’s yours?” He started to stand up and I put my hands on my hip, with my jacket on the outside of my hands, so it showed my gun. He sat back down and i said “I am your worst fucking nightmare. I’m guessing that you are Peter since you like to talk so fucking much. So Peter tell me why you did you try to cheat Mr. Allen.” He started by saying “We had a plan with the money and the best intention….” I shot the guy leaning on the counter in the heart. “Please continue Peter, I’m looking forward to this.” He froze and the sitting to his left started by saying “Ok what if we made a deal…..” I shot him in the foot and said “Please carry on dumbass, did you really no see me shoot your friend because one of you guys said something
Wagner looked at me and said “Seriously, why not a metal bat, it would do more damage.” Glances were exchanged and a chuckle was made “I think he just wanted the fucking pain to last longer.” Cooper fixed his tie and we stopped on the floor. We started walking and then he stood by the door of the room we were searching for and I said “Get your game face on.” I knocked on the door three times, I was met by one of the fuckers that tried cutting out Mr. Allen. There were five of them present and I said “Everyone take a seat…….so you guys made a bet, got the winnings, he figured out you guys cheated him, and you run. Not just anywhere, but to a room that costs about fifteen hundred.” I walk over to the guy at the living room table, you mind if I have a beer. He said “Sure whatever you want.” Hey Cooper check the other rooms, I’m grabbing myself a beer.” He nodded his head and pulled out his pistol. I opened the fridge and they had moldy cheese, shitty light beer, and a Jamaican Me Happy daiquiri. I grabbed the daiquiri and said “Motherfucker I said beer and you think light beer counts.” One of them starts to talk “Now I caught the other guys name, it’s Cooper if I can remember right, but what’s yours?” He started to stand up and I put my hands on my hip, with my jacket on the outside of my hands, so it showed my gun. He sat back down and i said “I am your worst fucking nightmare. I’m guessing that you are Peter since you like to talk so fucking much. So Peter tell me why you did you try to cheat Mr. Allen.” He started by saying “We had a plan with the money and the best intention….” I shot the guy leaning on the counter in the heart. “Please continue Peter, I’m looking forward to this.” He froze and the sitting to his left started by saying “Ok what if we made a deal…..” I shot him in the foot and said “Please carry on dumbass, did you really no see me shoot your friend because one of you guys said something