(Coach Steve pulls into the driveway of the glass house of April 12 after a full day of baseball practice and general activity. Only a few quitters are home but those present are gathered in the hallway gazing upon a note placed on the Wall of Fame. The note is from CrockettÂ…Â….)
Dear Sheepfuckers,
IÂ’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately when IÂ’m not busy courting sheep. I actually like you guys....which is not cool for me. IÂ’m Crockett, so I canÂ’t allow myself to actually like a bunch of faceless internet strangers. ThatÂ’s why I tell you guys that you suck when I really like all of you. Also, this site (and all the time I spend here) is getting in the way of my super busy sheepfucking ways.
Sincerely,
'chief'
p.s. IÂ’m moving to Lite on April 30th because they condone beastilialty
Coach Steve: What the hell is this shit?
Texasjack: I guess we got that “peace, I’m out” post I was talking about
Coach Steve: YeahÂ…but this oneÂ’s differentÂ…
Texasjack: How soÂ…..?
Dethan: EhhhhhÂ…..feck em! The guy likes to have sex with farhm animalsÂ…just feckin weird
(Just then, a mystery quitter walks in through the back door)
Matt W: Not been on line much, but still quit. Thank god for the somewhat decent fake stuff, C-ya!!
Vadge: Sure thing Matt. I am also thankful for fake. And..........who are you?
jj price: A mystery...
(Matt W quickly runs out of the back door)
Coach Steve: OkÂ…Â…..
Dethan: Ya see what happens when you hang around with people that have sex with farhm animals?
Auburn: {walking into the room wearing his uni-tard} This short bus to 200 is like premature pork sword lift off
Texasjack: {shielding his eyes} Do you have quit wood!?
Auburn: {looking down and then looking right in TexasjackÂ’s eyes} It certainly appears that way doesnÂ’t it?
Dethan: {averting his eyes} It sure does dere AubsÂ…
(Bluebonnetman walks into the living room from the kitchen)
Bluebonnetman: Hey Coach I want to get back into these narrativesÂ…Â…Â….{his jaw drops as he sees Auburn}
Bluebonnetman: {slowly tip toeing backwards into the kitchen} Perhaps now is a bad timeÂ…Â…Â…
Auburn: {placing his fists on his hip Superman style} I plan on jerking the ole pork sword at many times as I have days quit! Right now IÂ’m on 68 and IÂ’m badly in need of some lube to get to 98
jj price: {shaking his head} Why am I always in the narrativeÂ’s with Auburn jerking it?
(Auburn turns to face jj price and accidently brushes the pork sword against JTArmsÂ’ shoulder while heÂ’s sitting on the couch)
JTArms: {jumping up from the couch} Holy fuck! What is that thing?!
Auburn: Sorry about thatÂ…the pork sword has a mind of its own sometimes
(The group hears a knock at the door and the door opens, Bruce317 walks into the living room)
Bruce: So guys I just wanted to stop by and say congrats.....{freezing as he sees Auburn} Oh....my.....goodnessÂ…Â…..
Auburn: Hi Bruce!
Bruce: Yeah....um.....is this a bad time?
Auburn: Not at all...why do you ask?
Bruce: {pointing at the pork sword while trying not to look} It just seems like you guys are in the middle of something
Auburn: {turning to face Bruce} Just looking for some lube.....
JT Arms: {ducking the pork sword as Auburn turns} Geez....us!!!!
(Just then, a faint fap, fap, fap sound is heard coming from the bushes next to the glass house of April. The group turns to see Luby peeping into the window and making a motion with his right hand. As soon as he sees that he's been spotted, he pulls up his pants, looks at his fake watch, and does the fake elevator trick again)
JT Arms: You know....I'm really sorry I asked about what else goes on in this group
(Pavetheway strolls into the room with his trademark pimp strut)
Dethan: Oh lookÂ….its the sex cavatah!
PTW: glass house of April.....Auburn jerking it all dayÂ…Â…..fap fap fap fap fap
(silenceÂ…Â…..)
PTW: OkÂ…really? No haiku responses? Lame!
(Crockett walks in through the front door)
Crockett: I like your HaikuÂ…Â….But mine's way the fuck betterÂ…Â…Suck that, sheepfucker
(Crockett and PTW stare at each other, the wind kicks up and a tumbleweed rolls past, the theme from the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly kicks up in the background)
PTW: Heard you were leavinÂ…Â….
Crockett: Maybe I amÂ…Â…
PTW: Headin over to Lite huhÂ…Â…..?
Crockett: YeahÂ….
Vadge: {exiting the bathroom} You guys are mos defÂ…Â…ghey as ghey can beÂ…Â…Â….rainbows, Grim-Jaw, and Sex-cave
(Just then, a grappling hook breaks through the living room window and IRISH zip lines into the living room wearing a little green leprechaun hat)
IRISH: Crockett just loves to fuck sheepÂ…Â…The dude can rage in his sleepÂ…Â….But sheep he will fuckÂ…Â….And pushing his luckÂ…Â….For a lot of sheep pussy to reap
Coach Steve: Now thatÂ…is a fucking limerick bitches!!
BWB: Really.......? I'm gone for a few hours and I have to come back to this shit?
(The quitters in the glass house of April 12 are left to rabble amongst themselves and discuss Coach Steve's really weird sense of humor.......)