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    ..And ******** what they say...
    ...Mr.DJ Screw Imma do this for you...

    ...drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's...
    ...drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's....

    ...Up in the studio me and my drank
    Please let me be and let me do my thang
    Think about a certain..certain somebody
    that perfect somebody sexy purple body
    she got service road curves and highway eyes
    the road to her soul, just follow the road signs
    and holla if you hear me i love it when she near me
    i hate when she away and satan see the day...

    ...One more oounce will make me feel so great
    Wait..now i cant feel my face....



    The lyrics that rang through my head all day.

    I took a journey to a vast land. Far down the long road called... Sector 1604. My Comrade had just been promoted to 17th class general. He picked my up in his Quad 9760 Speed Bike, and we were on our way.

    On the way there we were attacked by these "Punch Bugs". They seemed to appear out of no where. But as soon as I could see them, I noticed these enigma like creatures named "Cooper Mini". Again the same effect. Punches were coming out of no where. Then I noticed the Goliath of them all. Known only as Code Name "Humm-Vee". It began raining rocks all around us, but my Comrade's skillful maneuvers with the bike proved too much for them. We escaped, as we proceeded down to to Quadrant Named: "Parked-Places".

    We had arrived at the station and proceeded to the computer lab. We popped open a few drinks, and put on some music. We discussed many things, people, areas of interest, refreshments, music, history.

    A few hours passed, and I realized I must be heading home. I left his house and walked up the dusty road to the bus stop. I lit up a cigarette, and waited for the bus. Quick enough, it arrived. I put out my stogie, and stepped onto the bus.

    I offered to pay the fare, but the Bus-Bot refused to take it. Instead, he asked me where I was going, and told me to sit down. Bus-Bots don't usually act this way. I was intrigued. I told him that I need to get back to the Lands of River Mist. He told me another route that I must take, and that he would take me to the stop. We drove to the bust street stop, and we parted.

    I hurried across the street and made it to the stop. I was nearly run over back there, better be careful. I sat down, and waited... And Waited... And waited......

    A half hour passes and the bus arrives, I pay the fare, and proceed to my seat. As the bus starts moving, I notice a man sitting behind me. Big grizzly looking guy. Big ol' Beard, Ruffled grey hair, a cap. He looks like he's struggling to stay awake. I chuckle to myself and turn on my Mp3 player to this song.... An old song.... A Man named... Wayne... I want that cup.... I Drift.......... zZzZzZzZzZzZz.....


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    I Wake up and I at my stop, I quickly pull the cord to stop the bus. I get off, and I start running down the the Red Bush Hill. I feel this burst of energy. I get tired, and slow down as I approach the bars. I climb over them, and go down the long concrete walkway. I come to this platform. I walk over and lay down on the hard concrete platform and star at the sky. It's dark now and all the stars are out, with only a crescent of a moon left for me to gaze upon. I lay here and think.... Think about everything in my life now... What I was... What I am... And What I'll someday become.... As I think, I feel a chill run down my spine. I get up, and enter the jungle path, which leads to the back of my homestead.

    My Mp3 player is still on, with the same song on repeat. I'm walking, and out of no where, these hounds attack me. There's three of them, and I don't know if I have the strength to take them. I stare at the leader dead in the eyes, and I see his thirst for my blood. It looks as though its been weeks since its had a nice meal, and I believe it wants me for dinner.

    I look to my left and right and see a club. I slowly reach over and grab the club, but one of the hounds tackles me and bites my arm. Blood drips onto my chest as I struggle to get free. I reach the club and beat the hound in the head. Blood spatters onto my face as its skull is crushed. I'm free. The other hounds flee. I'm left, bloody and bruised. Victory is mine.

    I hop my fence and enter my homestead. I proceed into my quarters and lay on the bed, tired, bloody, and lifeless.... The Song still playing in my ears.....


    ...Up in the studio me and my drank
    Please let me be and let me do my thang
    Think about a certain..certain somebody
    that perfect somebody sexy purple body
    she got service road curves and highway eyes
    the road to her soul, just follow the road signs
    and holla if you hear me i love it when she near me
    i hate when she away and satan see the day...



    (Thanks for reading :3) J.G