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Thread 3. Now updating every other day (hopefully)
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https://hansamsler.com/save-the-bull/<reddit space<reddit space>>13825123You can't just watch this injustice any longer. Summoning courage, you raise your hand and clear your throat.
>Hey, Doorknob, you shouldn't be so mean to service workers. They're just trying to get by, and it's really tough for them in this economy. Please show some empathy.Doorknob goes silent and turns to face you.
Then, he explodes.
–<FUCK YOU SAYIN TO ME NIGGA? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TALK LIKE DAT TO ME, MUTHAFUCKA? HUH? YOU BITCH-ASS WHITEBOY?? I AIN'T FUCK WITH YOU! YOU AIN'T MY HOMIE!!! AINT NO CRACKA ASS EVER GON BE MY HOMIE!!
<FUCK YOU THINKIN' YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT TO DO! FUCK YOU NIGGA!!–The barrel of his gun hovers inches away from your face. You quake in your seat, terrified to move a muscle.
>Um… I.. um.. I'm-I'm sorry…<YOU BETTA' BE SORRY, YOU GAYASS FUCKIN' FAGGOT!! I OUGHTA CAP YOU RIGHT NOW!! â„–13887924[Quote]
Chud goes in o algo!!!
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Suddenly, you hear Low Life's agitated voice from across the table.
<Stop fuckin' cryin', you lil' bitch! You makin' a scene!
Doorknob whips around and sneers at him.
<Makin' a scene?? I'll show you a scene!!
<You think you can just boss me around all da' time, like I some kinda dog?? Fuck you, L! I hate yo' rank ass!
<You fuckin' weird as shit and think you hot shit? HELL NO! Nobody fuckin' like you!
<I gon kill you nigga! I gon kill you right now!!
<Just try it, shorty. See what happens.
<I'M NOT PLAYIN'! I WILL!
<Pussy ass nigga. You know I'd kill you.
<FUCK YOU! I AIN'T SCARED A' SHIT!
They carry on like this for a while, until the waiter comes back and tentatively sets plates of food on the table. He speaks up sheepishly, keeping his head down.
<Here's the appetizers… and sir, here's your.. um.. pork belly.. we made it extra spicy, like you asked…
Doorknob quiets down.
<Good. It betta' be. Fuckin' bitches.
But before any of you have a chance to taste your meal, you hear a loud slam from across the diner. Oh Dear Science. It's an entire SWAT team.
!!<HANDS IN THE AIR, NOW!!!
Icy fear grips your spine. It seems that paying with your card back at the liquor store was a very, very bad idea. The pigs were led straight to your location, and this time they're prepared.
What do you do?
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i twas here
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>>13887929duck behind the branigger's large frame
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>>13887929Use your expert disguise skills and hide all yourself, your Bull, and his friends under the table
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>>13891990Also take the food with you
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>>13887929Seethe your soul out over the sheer injustice facing this heccin valid POC and scream at the SWAT team