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| Tar Paper Shack | Started by: EddieKnuckles on Jan 18, '08 20:42 |
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*Eddie sits alone in this leaky, crummy shack. All he owns right now is this shack and the old table, chair, and mattress in it. He has no family since his rotten old man died and left him this shack. The only other thing his father gave him was a mean temper and fists like cinder blocks* (door opens, someone begins to come in) (Eddie jumps up and grabs the person and pulls him inside) "Whatta think your doin cheesebreath?" Eddie asks in a gin induced rage. "Nothing mister I didn't know anybody lived in this heckhole" "Guess you thought wrong. Its okay though my old pappy taught me a cure for stinking thinking,", Eddie chuckled grimly (The sound of bones are overcome briefly by screams, then a strange quiet prevails over the shack) |
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