WARNING: The following story is based on a true story, but a lot of the parts are completely made up. If you cannot handle almost true stories, close this window now!
It all started one beautiful day in.... well I can't remember when it was, but I know Sam was not home. I was bored, so I decided to take a walk. On my walk, I passed three drunk guys, a dude wearing a bicycle helmet robbing a woman with blue and orange hair, and a man standing on another man's head. When I got back to my street, I saw a man beating up my friend Corey. I ran into my house, grabbed a rifle, a pistol, and a kitchen knife, and ran back outside. First, with the pistol, I shot the man in the head. When he let go of Corey, I tossed Corey the rifle. I stabbed the man in the back. Then Corey and I shot the man until he was dead. Then Corey came to my house and we jumped off the roof eight hundred forty-seven million, three hundred sixty-two thousand, four hundred seventy-eight times. Then we went to Corey's house. His two BB guns were fully loaded, so we ran around the neighborhood having a battle. Then our friend Mason came outside and he fell into a manhole. Corey and I were worried, so we jumped in with him. By the time we fell to the bottom, the sewer rats had completely devoured Mason. Si we climbed back up and nobody but Corey and I are quite sure what happened to Mason. So I guess the moral of the story is--
*DISCLAIMER*
NONE OF THIS STORY WAS TRUE!!!
(except for the part about Mason and the manhole,
and we are not sure if he was devoured or not)
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