Divorce=No Bath

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Demonz was just a chilling in his very swag hot tub out in his backyard, it might be snowing but there is always time for the hot tub. Demonz was just minding his own fuckin business when suddenly a whole shit ton of snow fell into his tub making him jump out wrapping a towel around him to cover him, " hey what the fuck asshole, that nearly froze my nuts off, " he yelled before gritting his teeth and thrusting his fist in the air violently.

After Demonz shouted a head popped up on the roof, it was Abbath, yes sitting on the top of the roof in the middle of a fuckin blizzard. "Oh shit man sorry here come on in, " Demonz said as Abbath just casually slid off his roof, the sled riding him. Abbath doesn't ride or go sledding he's to cool for that shit everyone knows that, he doesn't ride the sled, the sled rides him, and he doesn't go sledding the sled goes Abbath (whatever that's supposed to mean).

Demonz took Abbath inside his house and let him sit on the couch while he put some clothes on, " so what is bothering you my friend, " he asked sipping on some hot tea. "My wife divorced me and took everything because she wants to turn our house into Adult Swim but on a budget, " Abbath sighed. "Damn man that sucks dick and balls, you want to stay here for a bit, " Demonz asked. "Sure, thank you, " he was very thankful he now had a place to call home. "Okay but just one thing, you fucking reek to high hell, you're taking a bath before you get settled, ". And that is when all hell broke loose.

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