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Gerard: Umm excuse me sir, can I make an announcement? I lost my kid somewhere at the store..

Employee: Oh sure, go ahead.

Employee: *hands Gerard the mic*

Gerard talking about Frank on the mic: Goodbye you little shit

Frank: *quietly sobs at the furniture's section*


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Gerard: Why are you topless?

Mikey with a shower towel wrapped around his torso: I have no clothes.

Gerard: Yes you do

Gerard: *opens Mikey's wardrobe*

Gerard: You have T-shirts, you have pants, you have jackets, Oh hi Pete, you even have SOCKS.


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Ray: Woah Gee.

Gerard pressing an ice pack to his other eye: What?

Ray: What happened to your eye? It's all bruised up!

Gerard: Well, Frank got drunk again last night. He threw a concrete rock directly to my face and screamed "CAN YOU SMELL WHAT THE ROCK'S COOKING??!!" and started to jump violently up and down around me while I'm unconscious.

Ray: ...

Mikey: Well can you?

Gerard: I hate you three.



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