2 long months later, we reach the 20th chapter in this (almost) forgotten story...
(btw the plot line changed since then, and it's Greg as the focus of the start)
OK ENOUGH TALKING LETS GET TO THE CHAPTER
Meanwhile in Greg's gas station...
*greg is reading a book, when the trash truck comes.*
"Oh look, it's people who are being paid more than me yet still wish for more cash... Lucky." Greg says, giving a grudge. (first sentence I have ever wrote in 2 months)
Suddenly, a rope falls from one of the trash cans the truck was picking the trash out of.
"Huh? That's odd, trash never falls out of the trash can when that happens." Greg says, questioning why this happened.
Greg looks around to see if anyone is watching as being seen doing something so absurd would probably get him fired.
Greg tip toes to the dropped rope.
"HEY! YOU GUYS FORGOT TO TRASH THIS PIECE OF ROPE! GUYS! GUYYYYYYYYYYYYSSSS!!!!!"
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"Wait a minute... this rope is kinda tight... I feel like this was missed for some reason, like some upper force caused this rope to enter in my possession..." Greg says, uhhh idk what to say bout this.
meanwhile back in a familiar location...
"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!!!" The bandaged guy said, who briefly stopped typing on a computer for this small sentence.
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"Hmmmm... What funny shit could I do with a tight rope... I know!" Greg says, no he isn't gonna hang himself......
Greg ties the rope to the two sides of his cashier table.
"A slingshot! But what can I legally throw into an empty landscape..." Greg says, ready to throw anything he can into anything he wants.
Greg looks around the store, then sees a catalogue of heavy alcohol bottles.
"I know! The heavy expensive bottles of alcohol right next to the 10 cent used resold markers with bite marks on it and zero ink!" Greg says, stupid as hell but cute as fuck.
Greg loads the heavy alcohol bottles into the slingshot.
"Number one!" "Fire!" Greg says, ready to destroy even more shit.
the bottle flies into the sky, before hitting a bird and breaking on impact.
"... ... uh... Welp, the more the merrier! Number two!" Greg ejects a second bottle into the sky, but it's flight wouldn't last long...
BONK!!!
"holy shit holy shit holy shit HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD!" "KENNITH!"
"Uhhh... Greg.... What are you doing here..." Kennith said, tryna recover from the impact.
"Just using a slingshot to eject bottles of shit into the sky." Greg said, "Sorry about the impact..."
"Greg are you serious? You just hit me with a bottle! Why are you doing this! You could seriously hurt someone else!" Kennith said, angry that Greg is doing such an absurd and hurtful thing.
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