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Night Six
The sign read "FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY", but those with tickets were pretty sure they weren't the first to see Iggy Azalea.
As before, not everybody who had been invited decided to attend. Just two of her four honoured guests bothered to show up, and she'd make a note of those who spurned her kind offer.
Somebody had intended to do her harm that night, but the presence of the angry space tree kept them at bay.
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The whiskey soaked, tired old woman was struggling with her nylons after taking on an entire clown car worth of, well, clowns. She was sore in all of her holes, and was just grateful that the farting clowns had turned their attention to the man with the massive c**k rather than continuing on with her.
She leafed through the pockets of one of her sleeping conquests, lifted out a $10 note, and tucked her sleeping baby under her arm.
Seconds later, the girl in the shorts and the man in the hat snatched the baby from her and beat it to death.
Whoreicles is dead. He was Whoreicles, ??? Aligned Son of the Cougar
The dog, amused by the farting shenanigans of the clowns, rolled around in some poop.
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The creepy old man went up to the guy in the riot gear and whispered in his ear.
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Deadpool was once again set upon by folks intent on murder. He didn't realise being a good guy would be such hard work. As they turned to leave, sure he was dead, he decided it was about damn time he set them straight.
"Ahem. We here at Deadpool Inc appreciate your interest, but we would like to remind you of something. I'm the sensation with the regeneration, baby! As much as I love our little chats, all these swords in my lungs are a bit of a downer when I'm trying to hit that TayTay chick. Think she's into me? Yaddah yaddah, can't kill me, stop trying or I'll rearrange your intestines."
Deadpool is not dead, he is Deadpool,??? Aligned merc with a Mouth
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The alcoholic had intended to get drunk with somebody that night, but the selfish prick had gone to the Iggy Azalea concert without him.
He'd just have to entertain himself with the goats and the peanut butter he'd brought along for the party. Maybe IanG would be free?
