[vanrickman]

So Bob thought to himself, well... isn't this lovely. As he was thinking that, a baby Godzilla beast started chewing on the remaining flesh of his left thigh. Then...

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[bambinoitaliano]

Then burp with acid hitting Bob face and start melting his skin.

[vanrickman]

Bob didn't seem to mind it. He thought to himself "that would be quite good on toast! "
Just then the chicken gutted Bob with a pitchfork!
Bob was starting to get a little annoyed, although you couldn't tell from the look on his face because it was burnt off from the acid. Then...

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[vanrickman]

Brian saved Bob and nursed him back to health, just to have a mouse with a big machete jump up on Bob, and then...

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[Shanerredflag]

It was mouse Armageddon , Brian screamed, then.

Is that a Z30...yes, yes it is.

[bambinoitaliano]

Yipeekaye mf he proclaimed and proceed to lob off it's head with an exacto knife.......blood gush forward and painted the wall like Picasso master piece.....

[vanrickman]

A few hours later, while putting the bong to good use, they sat there staring at the new art form on the wall.....they turned to each other and Brian said.....

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[vanrickman]

"wanna get a pizza man?" ....Bob then said...

[bambinoitaliano]

Nah, let's lick the blood off the wall. The moment his tongue touches the blood, it foam into green gob bubbling towards the side of his mouth. Like a flesh eating disease..........

[vanrickman]

Brian started freaking out when he saw Bob's psychological state begin to change. He scrambled to his feet.. Bob's head spun around in a millisecond, his laser stare and foaming mouth was to much for Brian. He reached for the shotgun he had hidden under the couch...it wasn't there! Bob then...

[bambinoitaliano]

Crawl on all four towards the stairs....

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[vanrickman]

Brian new he had to work quickly. He ran out to his Prius where he kept his M16. He pressed the key fob to open the trunk but the battery was dead. Piece of crap he thought to himself, so he grabbed a rock and then...

[vanrickman]

went back inside, but Bob was nowhere to be found. He turned to leave and...

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[vanrickman]

realized he was alone.


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[vanrickman]

Yup
All
Alone

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[vanrickman]

with
nobody
else

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[vanrickman]

Well, he thought, **** on this bull **** !
With a dead ******* battery in the Prius,
and shotgun in hand he decided to go it alone. Hollywood or bust he thought as he started walking...

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[vanrickman]

The weary traveler, walking for days, drinking from puddles, and sleeping in abandoned cars found himself reciting lyrics of old forgotten classic rock songs.

"Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel..."

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[vanrickman]

His sustained himself with a diet of puddle water, grubs and various insects.
His will to press on was constantly rejuvenated by his love of classic rock.

"Well we're big rock singers, we got golden fingers, and we're loved everywhere we go..."


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[vanrickman]

Assuming that Bob had also succumb to the evil forces in the great tragedy, that seems to have rendered fellow citizens and folks, with the inability to post on Bob Wars.
Brian gazed across the vast horizon, only to break for a brief moment to drink from a shallow puddle.
He felt an inner peace that he hadn't for years, his mind no longer racing...Only filled with the delightful memoir-like songs from his past.

"All through the night as you lie awake and hold yourself so tight. What do you need, a second-hand-movie-star to tend you? I as a boy, I believed the simple cure for pain was love. How would it be if you could see the world through my eyes?"

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[vanrickman]

"I, want to rock and roll all night, and part of every day! "

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[vanrickman]

Even though life on the road is full of adventure and serenity, it can also be one of fright and insecurity.
Brian yearned for the warmth of his masters fire.

"Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road.
And you feel the eyes upon you as you're shakin' off the cold.
You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explode!"



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[vanrickman]

Brian didn't feel like himself today, he sensed, something strange, different, unnerving.
It felt as if there were eyes upon him. Stares from a distance if you will.

F**k all that we've got to get on with these
Got to compete with the wily Japanese.
No need to worry about the Vietnamese.
Got to bring the Russian Bear to his knees.
Well, maybe not the Russian Bear
Maybe the Swedes.
We showed Argentina
Now let's go and show these.
Make us feel tough
And wouldn't Maggie be pleased?
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!

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[vanrickman]

This one is for you Jon

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power big fat tires
And everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth body control
And everything

I love her I need her
I seed her
Yeah She turns me on
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Oooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground an open road
And everything

I love it and I need it
I seed it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power big
Fat tires and everything

I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold on tight
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star

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[vanrickman]

Brian feels torn between the pleasant and serene quite of his new apocalyptic world, and the now forgotten busy hustle of life the way it was.
His mind finds comfort in the memories of those dance hall days...

"Take your baby by the wrist and in her mouth an amethyst

And in her eyes two sapphires blue
And you need her
And she needs you.
And you need her
And she needs you"

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