Thursday, March 30, 2006

The Job

So I am some military group and we were sent to some area to protect it. We were staying in a huge doublewide trailer that had been abandoned. It was pretty much trashed. So I was cleaning up rooms and started with the three bedrooms. I decided to take the room next to a spare room that I could lock my dogs up in at night. After I finished the rooms I went up front and look outside and there were terrorist sneaking up the road. So I told my gang and we chased them off. I went to the kitchen and there was a terrorist he knocked me over and I shot him in the crotch with a little derringer pistol. And then threaten to shoot him again in the crotch if he got up.

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