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The Mall and an Unexpected Nemisis

Bwass' idea to go to the mall proved to be a deadly one.  We drove my 99 Volvo to the Sumcumhard* Mall and entered the biosphere of insecurity and ignorance that is the mall.

"Yo, lets get some food, I'm hungry. Chyea chyea!"

"No Tahj, you already had your grits and watermelon

"Chyea Chyea"

"Are you even trying anymore?"

Tahj bowed his head in shame.  I noticed the mall in Gloucester was much like our mall.  We wandered the mall and ended up in a store called the Hemporium.  We went inside and a familiar aroma caught my nose. It was sweet, but herbish, verbose, cool, calming.  Incase you are very stupid, it was pot.

"Breathe deep boys, heaven on earth, heaven on earth."

I quickly introduced myself to the person behind the counter.  I uncovered his name was James.  Something wasn't right.  A unease set over me.  A hemporium? here? why!?  As Tahj and Bwass were transfixed by a lava lamp.  I conversed with Nick.

 "Something is wrong here, deadly wrong!"

"I know, did you notice? There is no food in all of the mall?  The foodcourt was empty and the Orange Julius stand look like it got raped by a Rhinocerous' dick"

"Let's gather Penisface and Douchey and get the fuck out of here-"

A dark presence then made itself known to us.

"No, I don't think you will be leaving!"

Simotamiously, Nick and I turned around and beheld our old archnemisis.

 "Hello....STEVE"

"We meet again young travellers, but this time there will be no escape."

Luckily I had a chewy bar ready.  I threw it with all my might, and no sooner had it left my hand that Steve chased after it with lightning quick slowness. 

"Run!"

"what about Tahj and Bwass"

"Fuck 'em!"

We ran, we ran, and we ran some more.  We ran till we could not hear the gorging noises of Steve.

 

We sent letters to Tahj and Bwass, parents telling them that they had surely died slow grueling deaths and were eaten by the Steve.  A good vacation all in all.

 

THE END

 

Below: The one weakness of Steve