Inglorious Impostor Presents: The Astonisher's Return

Nostalgics Anonymous

Hyah, Bompton! Dats YG.

The Beginning of nearby-distant end. Whoa... I just breathed in me own fart. Go ahead, take a laugh while attend to some err... Private business with me hands. Anyway, welcome back ladies and gentlemen. My apologies for rolling this chapter out this late and in a whacky order and whoa I just breathed in my second fart of the night. But this chapter will make it worth your while as I am officially juiced out of ideas. Yeet skeet skirt, I've been out of ideas, I've taken a writer's block, and coincidentally, I published this chapter on the night of my b-day and for what? For you? What exactly is "you"? A non-existent "Screw You" chapter. That's what I thought. Hassles, #thestruggleisreal. So just gonna let this slide like I always do. Man, memory lane huh? Goes by and oh don't even notice. Boy I sure do hope life's good to us all. So many ideas, so many forgotten yet they were so cleverly crafted, forgotten... Lemme give you a brief synopsis over the chapter:

The diverse trio, after quite some time, are just chilling at the mansion, doing their separate things but at the same time mentally preparing themselves for the upcoming "event". Let's check in on them, shall we?

"Negros residing in this estate, or the chick I wanted to bang for an eternity and the brother I've never had, please report to the jacuzzi. Bring the three narcotics and ask the butler to prepare the jacuzzi and open up the bars. It looks like we're all pretty stressed, according to my limited extent of what white people call knowledge. So yeah, come down and bring anything else that you may need. No financial worries. To reiterate Black, there's no need to get a tan, maybe a ghetto barbershop but we'll deal with that later. I make broken promises 'cause I'm a broken man [sobs]," joyously said Rob.

"So why'd you call us down?" Asked U, her fingers dripping from some sort of gooey substance. "Glad you asked. Netflix and chill, or just chill, in this universe," truthfully said Rob. "Why do we need the drugs?" Asked Black. "Muh brotha, it's 1am, I'm tired, and sick. So stop asking these silly, interrogation-like questions and get to the smoking! Ahh, it's like 'the circle' in That 70s Show. By dah way, Anyone catch the GOP debate couple of days ago? Ben Carson, didn't even know he was running, calling me randomly explaining politics to the like: degenerates. Another Bush is running too, like do want to exploit ISCIS and terrify Americans just so they can vote for you? Ah and of course Trump, barely could get a word in or so I've heard. Hyah, yeet! And the representative who has a the dean of Duke as a father, shocking. Evidence is key, according to MSNBC. That just goes to show how little people care about our outdated system. Can't wait to see what Clinton has in store for the democratic debate. She may be the First Lady to run for president ( Hyah!) but politics are dirty. Deez nuts, I'm talking to you. On that dark note, overlapping chatter, yeah. Democracy huh? Republicans consisting of a hybrid breed of white folklore and democrats, such as myself sadly, are open-minded to most situations as a whole. Constantly procrastinated against. Blah, blah, blah. Long story short, citizens want to be operated by government and laws are must. Republicans are the free type. Hyah, that's not what the slaves said during a segment called 'On the Run'," politely requested Rob.

Now, there are three people and three different drugs developed by yours truly. So from here, the trio gets all nostalgic about their past experiences, how they turned to this life, etc. Rob lights Mellowness while U and Black either fire up the barbecue grill, do Atlantis, and/or Stolen Byproduct while basking in UV rays along with the SSRA act ( HR 1466. Law that limits the power given by the Patriot Act to targeted surveillance. Legal constraints. Psh yah what?!) being strictly adhered to by having drones "watchdog" or shadow the "group".

Rob: [ visible yellow fumes seep through his mouth as he begins to mildly hallucinate] "What happened to us? We-we used to be tight and connected, like an unused condom but now, it's like we've gone our separate ways," who said¿ [No reply, everyone blankly staring at each other] "The-da real reason I got us together is because I miss the golden days. So, [hacking/coughing noisily yet dangerously] let's fire point blank with our AKs and 2Ks ( if yah, *hacking/coughing* know what I mean) and bluntly start off with U and her enormous jugs of steel. How'd you "turn your life around," meaning the opposite of what it sounds like¿