The thing about the card was it didnt have any contact info on it. No number, no email, no address, no fax, just his name. At first I was thinking "well... that's a huge typo" but then i noticed something... my wallet was missing.
That seedy sportscoat wearing douchebag... took my wallet... then i paused and felt my pants a bit and it hit me... he took my phone and keys too. At any moment i expected him to come back and ask if i had a girlfriend so he could take her too.
Then it hit me. This guy was sending a message.
Monopoly is all about being aware of what someone wants and then taking it before they can so they have to bargin with you for it. He knew i wanted my precious little life and everything enjoyable in it. So in one motion he took a few of the more important things I have and he left because he was about to take some more from me. As soon as i figured this out i knew i had to get home and quick. I was positive my family was safe after all i didn't care about them half as much as i cared about... and i got home ran up the stairs into my room... under the bed... and that bastard took them. He took my porn.
That. was. fucking. it.
I just thought to myself: "when i see this guy next... his ass is mine. i will wreck him i will absolutely thrash him into oblivion." all that crap.
Steven came in the door, he's slower than me by abit... i must have been raging in my room for about 10 minutes before he calmed me down and told me that asshat was downstairs waiting on me.
I popped my Knuckles... i knew what he wanted. He'd get it.
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