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((once apon a smoke clogged russian back alley morning i came across a korean boy name Hukey Huk.
"moneez plx" said little Hukey Huk trying to rub some heat into the remainding portion of his leg.
apon his request i reached out and slapped the little korean. not realiseing that his body was almost completley frozen i accendently shattered his arm spreading it all over the greasy alley. Hukey Huk didnt even realise that he was missing another limb ask he once again requested money.
"Hukey Huk g-g-got no feeling in his bodi. monee plx"
i then proceeded to reach into my pocket and throw coins at Hukey. since he had only half an arm left and bits of him chipped off as i threw the coins harder at him he asked something of me once again.
"coinz slower plx" pleaded Hukey.
finding this extremley amusing i went to the bank and bought 100 dollars worth of 5 cent coins and returned to the alley where Hukey was frozen to the ground. only to find that he had chopped off his remaining leg at the knee joint to escape the high speeding projectile coins. feeling depressed i left the alley and went home.
as per a usual on a friday night i was out clubbing when i hear this new AWSOME mixer going wild. looking for the music maker i glanced around to see the little korean boy Hukey mixing some tunes.
recognising him instantly i wander up to the almost limbless korean and wham my thumb as hard into his eye as i possibly could. the little Hukey showed a blank recognition on his face as his eyeball was rendered permanentley useless from that moment on.
laughing in delight i then proceded to load my newly aquired sling shot with a handful of 5 cent peices. Hukey seeing the glint the money in the dimly lit club reached out for it while asking me a question.
"monee for hukey plx." pausing for a moment he then looked up at me and qontinued his request "monee slowly to hukey plx."
my heart went out to the poor little dude and i thought of a new plan. jumping up on the mixer stage i grab a microphone and talked in a low sensual voice.
"fellaz we got a dude up here that says back street boys should be the only music alowed to be listened too."
seeing the feverish look of fear in Hukey's remaining eye made me smile as the crowd of people took up anything that they thought would cause the most harm to the almost limbless korean.
feeling satisfied with me compasion towards the begger boy i went to back to me place and went to bed, with 18 women following close behind. ))
cruising out from my crib with some of my home boyz i spot a hippy smelling some flowers and singing praise and worship songs from slipknots new christmas album.
nothing against hippies but i just dont think they should live. pulling in my scooby doo wagon near the hippy i then proceed to grab a drum of petrol from the back of the scoob's mobile. spreading a good amount of petrol in a rough circle i see that the hippy is still smelling the flowers absaloutley oblivious to his impending doom.
me and me mates from down south are having a good laugh when i see my good pal Hukey sort of rolling himself towards the other hippy, i can see how rolling is a good method of transportation for him as he only has a small stump remainding of his legs and no arms to steer a wheel chair with.
Hukey only having one good eye and being extremely dizzy from rolling for so long pass's me by completley without even a plead for money. well obviously i am rather upset by the rudeness of my korean friend so i sit down and think of a plan.
i ran back to the scooby wagon and retreeved a ladder from the roof. carrying the ladder back to within rolling reach of Hukey i place a pag of 5 cent pieces on the top step. jiggling the bag of coins it made a sweet chime to Hukeys little ears, picking up the smell of money Hukey left his hippy friend and rolled towards the sound of money.
"moneez for Hukey Huk plx" said the korean as he continued to roll towards the sound of jingeling coins.
apon reaching the ladder Hukey was faced with two problems. one being the over powering smell of petrol that had soaked his clothes as he rolled past my petrol ring. two being the question of how he was to scale the ladder to abtain the coins.
"someonezzz pass Hukey coinz plx?" requested Hukey Huk.
hukey then looked around the ladder and spotted me. once again those terror filled eyes made me smile. hukey seeing me rolled away as fast as he could while shouting
"coinz to Hukey slow plx, slow coinz plx !!!"
hearing the desperation in his voice i decided to get the coins to him as quickly as possible, and what faster way to get them to him by rocket launcher ?. having the wonderful revelation i ran back to the scooby doo wagon and grabed my trusty air to ground rocket launcher.
strapping the bag of coins to the front of the rocket i launched it directly at the franticly rolling Hukey. the rocket flew past the ring of petrol engulfing the flower smelling hippy in flames and continued on its path to Hukey Huk with the bag of coins.
colliding with incredible force the rocket exploded on impact with the korean and made a spectacular fireball high into the air. after the fire disapated i saw a small form mumbling something.
i saw my old friend Hukey Huk the korean cradling the bag of coins with a smile on his face wispering the words like a chant.
"coinz to hukey, hukey got coinz"
leaving Hukey with the coins i went home.
walking down a suburban street in my black latex pants and bear skin coat with my hussy's close behind i spot some peeps living in a cardboard box.
noticing the weather to be very chilly i proceed to get out my zippo and my trusty bottle of petrol and pour a generous amount over the cheap dwellings of cardboard. satisfied with the general spread of the flamible liquid i light my zippo and watch the boxes quickly catch alight.
feeling happy that i provided some much needed warmth for the homeless i continue to stroll along while the screams of the burning fade into the distance. glancing over the carnage i notice a small animal rolling away from the extreme heat of the blaze. looking closer at the animal i realise that it is not an animal at all but my pal Hukey Huk.
shouting his name out he peers over the flames and sees me, absaloute terror filled his remaining eye.
"NO MONEEZ PLX, PLX NO MONEEZ !!!" screamed little hukey.
feeling rejected i went home and had some ladies wack me off.))
toodles. barit. man ho. aussie pimp daddy
This post has been edited by Geeto: 09 December 2003 - 11:52 AM
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