"682 you Florida Man! Get the hell up!"

I woke up to see Dr. Asshole or Dr. Cool as anyone who wants to suck this assholes dick. I growled, but I walked to the fridge that they gave me and grabbed the drink. Well, to think about it I've been eating/drinking this shit for three years now.

"Get ready 682!"

I eat the can and look at Dr. Cool.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"The space program. Your one out of 6 SCP's in it."

Dr. Cool walked away. I just stood there blank. Why the fuck did I let Sammy(999) and Cam(079) to convince me on doing this?! AND TO THINK ABOUT IT! THEY WERE THE ONES WHO TURNED ME INTO A FM! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!