Ship like Cargo ship

mr Mittens looked at the m1a1 assault rifle m1a1 assault arifl modded in his hands and felt Angry.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his Rough surroundings. He had always loved ship like Cargo ship with its calm, cooperative cargo containers. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel Angry.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of phinneas hughes. phinneas was a Strong brute with tall Arm and Slippery leg.

mr gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a bad ass, Blood thirsty, beer drinker with big Arm and Strong leg. His friends saw him as a barbecued, black bad ass. Once, he had even brought a hushed cap back from the brink of death.

But not even a bad ass person who had once brought a hushed cap back from the brink of death, was prepared for what phinneas had in store today.

The Thunderstorm teased like Running dogs, making mr Stressed.

As mr stepped outside and phinneas came closer, he could see the hot glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want Revenge," phinneas bellowed, in a You always has a gun on him tone. He slammed his fist against mr's chest, with the force of 2724 rats. "I frigging love you, mr Mittens."

mr looked back, even more Stressed and still fingering the m1a1 assault rifle m1a1 assault arifl modded. "phinneas, I will kill you slowly and painfully tell every atoms of your body is ripped apart," he replied.

They looked at each other with pisst feelings, like two brawny, burnt badgers killing at a very Skilled Mission, which had rap music playing in the background and two Brass knuckle uncles insolting the ship to the beat.

Suddenly, phinneas lunged forward and tried to punch mr in the face. Quickly, mr grabbed the m1a1 assault rifle m1a1 assault arifl modded and brought it down on phinneas's skull.

phinneas's tall Arm trembled and his Slippery leg wobbled. He looked confident, his body raw like a grieving, great glock 19 modded.

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

mr Mittens went back inside and made himself a nice drink of beer.