All of a sudden, the outer door opened. After several footfalls, a very beautiful, young and sexy lady with long black hairs appeared by the hall. She gazed on two enraged men and asked furiously...
"Where is PKM?"
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All of a sudden, the outer door opened. After several footfalls, a very beautiful, young and sexy lady with long black hairs appeared by the hall. She gazed on two enraged men and asked furiously...
"Where is PKM?"
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"Who are you?!?!" Inquired BigB, in disbelief
The woman looked both ways, evidently discomforted.
"Hack", she whispered.
The woman looked both ways, evidently discomforted.
"Hack", she whispered.
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"Put your pants back on j_f!!" Proclaimed the Man. "Nobody wants to see your hairs."
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The resurrected bigb said "dal, you burnt the popcorn again. You really are worthless. "
was near, it seemed.
At least as far as PKM was concerned. bigb attempted to shield his eyes from Hack, who was sending the mental equivalent of rusty daggers into PKM's cowered and wilting frame.
"Baby, it's not what you think", he puttered with an audible click in his throat. "I was just..."
"Let me guess", Hack whispered with the soft cruelty that only a woman who has worn the pants her entire marriage can pull off.
"You thought you were going to meet up with that Candian boy again, right? The skinny little bitch who likes to rap for all of his "homies" on the You Tubez? He's been dead for two weeks."
Two weeks passed.
*** Spoiler alert for Gameface***
It turns out the burnt popcorn smell was not only burnt popcorn, but also a deadly airborne poison.
Dal kept his promise to his long dead uncle Achmed.
While he knew the popcorn would kill him in the process, he had to kill all of the self proclaimed leaders of Jazzfanz nation.
His mission was a sucksess. All of the Jazzfanz poker player secret combination mafia were dead. Only Mrs. Jason got away, so he could only hope his accomplice would finish the job.
It turns out the burnt popcorn smell was not only burnt popcorn, but also a deadly airborne poison.
Dal kept his promise to his long dead uncle Achmed.
While he knew the popcorn would kill him in the process, he had to kill all of the self proclaimed leaders of Jazzfanz nation.
His mission was a sucksess. All of the Jazzfanz poker player secret combination mafia were dead. Only Mrs. Jason got away, so he could only hope his accomplice would finish the job.