Friday, August 24, 2012

I Am Black: Still A Better Love Story than Twilight: My Short love Story: Snakes and Planes


I woke up. I wasn't in the lab. I had no idea where I was must of been driking too much water. I got up and start to walk about asking which way to Beck University but all I got was weird looks. I must of drunk way to much water I was so fucking lost.

It was almost night I was dead tire, completely lost and no one seemed to know what I was talking about. I had no money and I was starving. I walked for hours realizing that I was absolutely no idea where I was. I blacked out.

I woke up in a bed. "Yes, back in my bed" I tough to myself but then I took a look around and realized that it wasn't my room. Eventually the owner came in throw the donor singing with her pet servants cleaning up. THE FUCK, I thought to myself. DON'T KILL ME, I said. I would never do that. My name is Giselle she responded. My name is ahh...my is nam...name I...I..I don't remember my name. That's find, are you hungry she asked. Yes, I am I haven't etaten in who know how long. 

We walked towards a restaurant down the street. There's was a homeless men sitting on the sidewalk "SPARE CHANGE MOTHER FUCKER DO YOU HAVE IT". Why yes said Giselle, the homeless men then looked at me, I just woke up from a coma I said. I felt a familiar yet painful sensation. I was on the ground knocked out cool.

I woke up, looking around. I was in a the same bed I woke up before. Next to me there was a note "Dear person that nobody knows, I have go to work. I will be flying to another country, I will be back next week."

I quickly made a dash more the airport. I got there as Giselles plane was taking off, the homeless men greeted. Then suddenly I recognized him, he was Will. "SNAKES ON THE THE PLANE MOTHER FUCKER". What? I thought to my self. Then suddenly Giselles plane blew up. A random shark from out of nowhere ate will
I instantly fell in a depression, Giselle never deliver on the lunch.

Monday, August 13, 2012

The Day

Day of Woden, year 452, 6:32 PM:
Classes are over for me, I walk towards the cafeteria. Dubya and Regan are running down the hall on their horse sticks yellinh "YIPPIE KAYE MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!". Dubya slips while running and slides into sam, sam breaks his horse stick. Dubya stars crying, Regan tries to comfort him. I keep walking.

6:40 PM:
I am at the cafeteria, I see Michelle eating a nice delicious sandwanch. See stops eating and looks at me. "WE YOU STARE AT MICHELLE? ANSWER MICHELLE QUESTION OR MICHELLE CRUSH". I am to scare to do any, Michelle gets up. I take a small shit in my pants, she raise her hand. Barry walks by, calming Michelle. I have a chance to run away and buy something to eat.

6:47 PM:
I meat up with Karl outside. He had a pizza, we talk about how to go on about tomorrow. Karl tells me that Robert will be joining us. Rick runs by us, yelling 'PARTY AT MITTS, YOU TWO LOSERS AREN'T INVITED". Ass hole, I thought o myself. I say to Karl "tomorrow is going to be interesting, I have some things to take care of, I'll see you later".

7:07 PM:
I make my way toward the library. From outside I could see Dace studying his ass of, he was twitching from the lack of sleep, poor dude. I made my way toward the entrace, Dick was walking out the doors. He gave me the meanest look you could imagine, I stopped and looked at him. He raised his hand and gave me the bird "FUCK YOU COON" came out of his dried up mouth. I walk around him but he manage to hit me with his cane. Walking with a limb I acciendently bumped into Adolf. He apologied, I looked at him with a confused face. Again Adolf apologized for confusing me. I was lost, I thought those words to my self but they ended up coming out of my mouth. Adolf pulled out a map, "Adolf, you're an idiot. Get out of my way."
he apologiezed.

7:30 PM:
After Half an hour of looking a book I find myself with a need to pee. I go to the bathroom, I see Rick and Mitt coming out of the bathroom both are sweeting guees they where wrestling. They tell me come to the party and will kill you. I walk in and see Gleen beat up and brused, you must of wrestlet Rick and Mith and lost, I peed on him. I am an evil basterd.

7:53 PM:
I find the book I was looking for, a medical book that the triangle of death has been looking for. I take it and proceded to the check out counter, I take out my library card, but I can't find my wallet. I was in any of bags. I panicked, then I  saw him Albert the basterd stole my wallet. I could do any thing, I have no proof, he had stolen the security cameras the week before.

8:10 PM:
I make my way back to my room. Some shit still in my pants, I turn on some music, I started slowy and sexly taking off my clothes. I danced a little, my pecks and abs where hard. I was naked I threw my clothes in the thrash and burn that fucker. I got into the shower and put it on hot, I grab some rubbing alcohol, disinfectant and some bleach and poured in all over my body.

9:35 PM:
I finish my shower, put on some clothes for tomorrow and go to sleep.

10:07 PM:
I wake up, I can't sleep. I go out for a walk.

10:12 PM:
I arrive at the party, I was outside looking throw the window. Almost every one is there, Mitt, Rick, dudya and reagean where doing shots together. While drinking Mitt was talking with sam about a joint investment in cancer rearch. Mommar was just arriving with more beer to keep Mitt drunk and hopefully agree. Osama was there talking to the rest of the group. Barry and Carl where on the couch smoking weed totally stoned out of their minds. Adolf was completly blacked out, Dick drew a dick on his face with a permanent market.
Joe was at. Joe was looking at the group, at this feet where a couple of bottles of vodka. Dave was studing the effects of alcohal and parting. Gleen was across the room from everything, dude was scare but no one seemed to notice him. John came in the boor he yelled "BINGO YOU SUNK MY BATTLE SHIP". Dubya yelled out "YATZEE" every one laughed. Sam getting tired from talking to Mitt, Mitt was just going around in circle, sam acciendentlly toke a sip from dubya. The gruop looked in schook. " YOU FUCKING SCUM BAG" screamed at the top of his voice. Osama quicly tried to calm down everything. "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU", said dick. Mommar offer to buy more drinks if the calm down. Joe had a smile on his face. Mommars offer didn't do any thing calm things down. Glenn started dialing his father, every one freaked. The triangle deciced to walk about. The other backing around dick started to confront them, but they ran. Mitt saw me I also ran for it.

11: 35 PM:
I arrive back at my room. The lights are off. I hear something in the dark, I don't know what it is. The next thing I hear is "BAD MOTHER FUCKER". A punch from Will left me out cool, in a deep sleep.

Thorsday 5:17 AM:
I wake up, fealing like a just toke a punch to the face. Then I remember that that was exactly what happened the night before. I look around everything is gone. I still have on my clothets and shoes, however I don't have any underware. I distictly rememeber putting them on.

5:31 AM:
I get a quick breafeast from Mitt's place I use his back as a seat. Joe is still wide awake, he has a few hundred bottles of alchol at his feet.

6:49 AM:
I arive at the lab, Karl is already there working on Astria Porta.

8:57 AM:
We make the final preparations on the Astria Porta and just in time Robert arrives.

9:07 AM:
Minutes away from activating the Astria Porta, Mitt and his little gang bust in. 'WHAT THE FUCK, RACCOON?!! I TOLD TO STAY AWAY FROM MY PARTY!!" Our secret project was no longer secret. Glenn was following close behind, calling his father. We where incredible fucked. If that wasn't bad enough the Triangle of Death showed up want to apologize for the night before. Karl asked "why don't we just invite the whole school?" Adolf showed up to negotiate between Mitts group and the triangle. Dave sodenly showed up to study the social tension between the two groups. I asked if Robert had the self destruct ready, he answered yes but Karl wanted to start up the Astria Porta, we knew that we would get no choice but to start it up. Sam called for truce, dubya to it as a sign of weakness an lunched a punch. Sam had no choice but to fight back. Mitt, Rick, Dick, and Reagan all started fighting Sam, Mommar and Osama. All the while Adolf was trying to stop the fighting. Joe suddenly showed up sick from alcohol poisoning, he was asking for help. Karl gave me good news the Astria Porta was minutes away from being fully operational, I told Robert to get the self destruct ready.

9:11 AM:
Albert shows up in my underwear. Joe starts throwing up. Things are getting out of control. John busting looking for his pills, "I need my hea...I can't fe..ahaham...my ar...". Dubya punches Adolf outside door. The readings on the Astria Porta show that it is going critical is about to blow up. "Hey Robert I guess we don't knew the self destruct any more" I said. He responds "you can never have a big enough explosion". Karl frantically tries to stabilize the energy out put. Out of nowhere Barry and Carl show up asking dudya for some more weed, he said "FUCK YOU I AM HIGH ON COCAINE" he continuous to punch sam out side his face. Barry and Carl take out some LSD and enjoy the fight. The whole time Albert is dancing in my underwear  "SHIT, THING IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE!!!" said Karl "START PRAYING TO ODIN". Nobody hears what he just said. Karl, Robert and I hold our breath for our imminent death. There's an unimaginably loud pop. Every one stops what they are doing realizing that we are all dead.

9:15 AM:
It doesn't blow up. "hey good news it stabilized" said Karl "we're still alive". Just then Adolf walks back in. He's in pain, his pants are blood red. Michelle bust the doors open, "I BUST LITTLE MENS BALLS FOR BOUNCING INTO ME AND TRYING APOLOGIES NOW I POP OTHER BALL". Every one laughs even dick laughs.

9:16 AM:
Karl, Robert and I start walking toward the Astria Porta, away from this idiot. Our new future lies just ahead. Will shows up out of the shadows, he yells out "I AM LEGEND" and proceeds to shot the Astria Porta. In a bright flash of light every changes. I don't know if I am alive or dead...

Saturday, August 11, 2012

The Origin Story

In the year of 452 in which our lord and savior Odin slayed the last ice giant. It was quiet and peaceful time,Thor chilled with his justice leauge, Loki took a plasma grenade to the face.

Meanwhile at Beck University I and some other losers where going about our studies. I work in a secret lab with Karl Schwarchild, we were resarching trans dimensinal universe travel. We called our little project The Astria Porta, it was to change everything, but then The Day, the day that everything changed. For us, life would for ever change, the lives that we once knew would be gone on that day.

Beck, Glenn Beck to be exact was the son of the dean. Glenn was a freshmen, a 6 year freshmen he was unimaginably dumb. His dad told every to just pretend that Glenn was smart or risk losing our place at the school. Not only was Glenn an idiot he was afraid of just about anything and an amazing liar. Amazing liar in that he was willing to make up anything even when the truth was smack right in his face. I never liked him.

Barack Obama or as most of usually called him Barry. Barry was the class president, dude never did anything, instead he just spent every moment on his life smoking weed with Carl Sagan. Even though Barry managed to make the Deans list every semester he never went to any class, dude was not even register in the school and yet he had the highest GPA of any student ever. I suspected that Barry gave every one a contact high, I avoided him.

Michelle Robinson, Michelle was a raging steroid junkie known to break balls for no reason, that's all I am willing to say about her.

George "dubya" W. Bush. George was...was slow, he spelled "W" as "dubya". And that is what we all called him, he never caught on. Besides being mentally slow he liked to pretend he was a cowboy. He would ride a horse stick around school in a cowboy outfit. Every day he would do this and every time I cried from the laughter. How he manage to become a senior at the school in 3 years I don't know how he managed.

Richard Cheney, Richard was a bitter hate filled person. His nick name was "dick", he got an infection in his urethra.

Adolf Hitler, Adolf up until The Day, was the polar opposite of Dick. Adolf was always helping others, every day he would out of his way to help others. Even when Dick got into Adolfs face he did not get mad, in fact he tried to make Dick happy.

Joseph Stalin, I do not much about him other than he drank and was on a never ending quest to get laid.

Albert Einstein, albert was cheap bastard that cheated on all of his test. He was good at what he did, every one knew what the was up to but no one, not even Odin could get any proof on him. Albert was a master thief that not even the gods could catch  him in the act.

Robert Oppenheimer, the only person other that karl and myself to know about the Astria Porta. He was good at math and also like to blow anything and every to Odin. Odin was not happy one bit. Before he was expelled from the school for blowing up Gleen's car, Robert was responsieble for creating the energy source that power the Astria Porta. He called the power source a Zero Point Module, in theory it could draw energy from the vacuum of space. Sadly his trigger finger halt his work on the Astria Porta.

Ronald Reagan, dubya's only friend. I think the only reason that Ronald liked hanging out with dubya was because he was always running around in his own fantasy. Ronald was an acting major, his dream was to one day own a ranch. He was a good actor, this one time he managed to fool Odin into thinking he was Thor even though he was dressed an ice giant.

Karl Schwarzchild, the one other in person working on the Astria Porta. Dude was a mathethical genius, he had worked out some crazy equation that allowed us to, in theory, form a hole to vast point in the universe, reaching other universes was not unthinkable. Karl hated the rest of the school, he was very determined to complete our project.

Will Smith, Will was a person of many talents but he was an intolorent prick. Will toke no shit from no one and gave shit to every one.

Carl Sagan, Barry's stoner friend. Dude was high every single moment of his life. I would write papers explain some small mystery of the universe, it would get no attention. But Carl would steal my papers and pass them as his own, people would actually listen to him and enjoy my ideas coming from him. FUCKING WEED.

Rick Santorum was a mens men. Rick enjoy sports, espacially wrestling, he was not a normal wrestler. During a single match rick was able to pin down his oppent for an hour, the dude was screaming stop it, please stop it, it hurts. When rick finally decided to finish him off, he got up and yell "I LOVE THAT!!". His oppenent was not happy he was crying like the world was about to end. Later that night fealling the shame from losing ricks oppenent killed himself. Rick went on to win more wrestling matches this way. To celebrate his countless vitories rick wore a suit that showed of his body, all other wrestlers where scared shitless.

Mitt Romney was the riches person at the school, he was also a sociopathic liar.

Dave Chappelle not to be confused with Will Smith, Dave was a hard core student. He never laugh he never smiled. He had no time for no one and would pretend to be someone in order to go back to his work.

Saddam "sam" Hussein, was the leader of the triangle of death. Their goal was to one day find a cure for cancer and every single desieas.

Mommar Gaddafi, finalcial backer of the triangle of death. He was filthy rich, he was dedicated to the cause  and only the cause, nothing else matter not even his health. At times he would talk about the day they would finnally end all diseases but he would end up rambling for hours.

Osama Bin Laden, public speaker for the triangle of death. Osama was a class A student, his hat contained a solar power stereo spekaer and his beard hid a microphone, he was alwasys ready to speak. One at fundraiser he convinced mitt to donate three-quarters of his money for cancer research. Osama had a habbit of getting on Dicks nerves.

The oldest student at the school was John McCain. John was old, old enough that rumors of him living with the ice giants where taught as fact in history classes.

Myself, a 22 year old gifted mathematical wizard raccoon, it was  my final year at Beck University. The Astria Porta was days from being completed, everything I...we knew was soon to change...

Origin Preview II

Michelle Robinson, Michelle was a raging steroid junkie known to break balls for no reason, that's all I am willing to say about her.