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The Fat GuyDec 22 '04 Write an essay on this topic.The Bottom Line This stories cool. It took me 1 hour to write. It's pretty long. 20 years ago "Hey, fat guy, I'm talking to you" "I don't understand?" "What, how fat you are?" " Hey, that was uncalled for" "Eat Lead B!tch! "NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!" " Ha ha ha.That's what you get for being fat". Present Day It was 20 years ago when I killed the fat guy. I thought it was a thing of the past, I was wrong. He wanted vengence. I slowly walked down the street, heading to the Mr.Sub at the end of the block. I walked inside. "I'll have a double ham sub, hold the mayo". "O.k." said the fat man behind the counter. "Do I know you?" I asked. "You kind of look like some fat guy I killed 20 years ago". "No, I don't think so" said the fat guy behind the counter. "I guess all fat people look the same" I shouted out. Then I grabbed the fat guy and punched him square in the face. I took my sub and left. As I ate the sub I noticed something sticking out of it. A pin! "F*ckin fat guy! He put a f*ckin pin in my sub. I hate fat people!" I shouted. Then suddenly a swarm of fat people surrounded me and proceeded to beat me with sandwhichs and water bottles. I screamed in pain. I finally got home, only slightly bruised. As I was siting in my den, reading the paper, I heard something outside. I grabbed my hunting rilfe and proceeded outside. "Hello" I said. As I looked to my side I saw a chunky person running down into my backyard. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I screamed. I shot my rifle around me, to mad to care. Then the cops came. "Come with your hands up" said the cop. "No," I said. " Fat people killed my family. It was 15 years ago. My family had draken a potion that made them small. They climbed into a fat person's pastry. The fat person ate them! ATE THEM I TELL YOU!" "You're still going to have to come with me" replied the cop. Suddenly I realized, the fat people had brainwashed the cop. He realized I caught on. We both pulled out guns and shot at eachother, but I dodged all his bullets and shot him 200 times in the head. Then I raced to F.P.I to destroy tge bomb, the same bomb they would use to turn everyone into fat people. Two fat people guarded the entrance. I quickly spelled them to let me in. Now I could see the bomb. As I tried to turn it off, a really fat man popped out. "Who the f*ck are you" "I'm Ultimate Fat!" Then I punched him in the face and threw him on top of a innocent child. I felt bad at the time, but the little mofo deserved to die, even if it was getting crushed by the fatest man alive. Then I turned the bomb off. I went home. If i knew fat people, I'd have enough time to take a break before I foiled their plans again.  |
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