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| Swamp Hunters | Started by: Premier on Mar 28, '09 00:24 |
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CRICKEY! There goes a big one! Premeir spit jucie from the chewing tobacco in his cheek and then pointed in the general direction of two yellow taxis. Between them you could see a large green thing. The Swamp Thing! Exclaimed Thomas. Mr ThomasRourke to you! Each men were decked out in khaki. Whoever said a man in khaki wasn't sexy was completely out of their minds!. Premier picked up the large binoculars that hung from his...neck and brought them up to his eyes, while Thomas pulled out his tripod and started snapping pictures of the beast. He's on the move! Thomas said. The two men picked up their gear and followed the infamous swamp thing through the dark streets of the big apple. The vile and disrespectful green thing crawled through the streets. He picked up a few hookers, all fair skin of course, and kept going with them at his side. It looks like he's going for the herpes tonight! Premier smiled, excited at the catch. You may be on to something my boy Premier. Replied Thomas as he puffed his corn cob pipe, equally excited for the hunt. CRICKEY! Premeir crouched down and then shouted She is turning broad side Thomas, perfect shot. Thomas and Premeir then unrolled their gear bag revealing a blackend well worn. .338 laupa win mag This should be enough for that beast. spitting once again Premier lined up the sights, slowly breathing out as he squeezed the trigger inward. The crack of the sonic shockwave was deafing Thomas shouted as he pulled his corn cob pipe from his mouth Crikey! dead center hit the two packed up the gear and approached with caution Premeir whispered to thomas as they neared closer to the downed beast Have that shotgun ready, i heard these beast when wounded can lash out, be ready. Thomas poked the beast with his knife, and then reached down grabbing the sea weed like hair and then snapping the beasts neck with a swift motion Premeir spit another long stream of tobacco jucie onto the beast while slapping thomas on the back Dead now for sure bud. We just gotta gut him, and get him home to Katie and Marreita, this sucka will make good eats. Leaning down as Thomas looked on Premeir sliced the belly of the beast open spilling the guts and various organs onto the side walk That mother fucker stinks! said Thomas The two then packed the body up into their trusty trolley and carted him to Marreita masion where they found Katie and Marierrta playing cards Thomas threw the body onto the table and called the girls in and told them Premeir and i took care of dinner ladies, just gotta clean it, skin it and cook it. Marrieta glared at premeir as he spit on the floor as katie saw and slapped him Ah shit sorry, i forget where i am now and then. Premeir looked at the group and said We sure did earn this meal, now only if i could earn the right to be a crew leader or deserve it. Right swamp thing. |
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| Now watch as I jam my thumb right up its butthole. This should really piss him off. | |
| Reply by: Butt_Ox at Mar 28, '09 00:28 | |
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Thomas sits at the table after a long night's hunt. "What condiments get served with Swamp Things?" |
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| Reply by: ThomasRourke at Mar 28, '09 00:31 | |
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I perfer hot sauce. Or my own special blend of suace. |
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| Reply by: Premier at Mar 28, '09 00:35 | |
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Thomas scratches his long manbeard. "What's in that special sauce my friend?" |
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| Reply by: ThomasRourke at Mar 28, '09 00:36 | |
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| Apple sauce, what were you thinking? | |
| Reply by: Premier at Mar 28, '09 00:47 | |
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