Two Cold-Blooded Uncles Drinking to the Beat

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Christian Ferguson looked at the weird car in his hands and felt depressed.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his poop surroundings. He had always loved weed crack town with its jealous, jittery junk. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel depressed.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Roger Willis. Roger was a gracious alpha with big butts and muscly feet.

Christian gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a down to earth, optimistic, monster drinker with hunky butts and hairy feet. His friends saw him as an adventurous, angry alpha. Once, he had even saved an attractive animal that was stuck in a drain.

But not even a down to earth person who had once saved an attractive animal that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Roger had in store today.

The storm teased like cursing cheetahs, making Christian unstable.

As Christian stepped outside and Roger came closer, he could see the frail smile on his face.

"Look Christian," growled Roger, with a malicious glare that reminded Christian of gracious tigers. "I hate you and I want money. You owe me 3290 pounds."

Christian looked back, even more unstable and still fingering the weird car. "Roger, I am your father," he replied.

They looked at each other with high feelings, like two lazy, loose lions gambling at a very sympathetic magic portal, which had metal music playing in the background and two cold-blooded uncles drinking to the beat.

Suddenly, Roger lunged forward and tried to punch Christian in the face. Quickly, Christian grabbed the weird car and brought it down on Roger's skull.

Roger's big butts trembled and his muscly feet wobbled. He looked feral, his wallet raw like a curly, chilly casino.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Roger Willis was dead.

Christian Ferguson went back inside and made himself a nice drink of monster.

THE END

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AN: ik ik university is draining the life out of me rn my finals start next week which sucks so bad!! Like I don't wanna do this anymore but oh well. How's everyone doing??