One day Slpiknot (I was actually trying to spell it right but I guess it's now slpiknot) was performing in whatever fucking state you wanna imagine them playing in, hell you could imagine them playing in John frusciante's uterus. Either way they were performing. Then Fred Durst walked up on the stage. "Your wee wee small Corey." Corey then snapped and took a gun out of his ass and shot Fred. "No one make fun of me wee wee." Corey screeched. The crowd went wild. Then whoever the guitarist is in limp bizkit with the face paint or whatever walked up on stage from the pits of hell. "What the foopidoodles?" He asked in v angerism to Corey. Corey than shot him and whatever his name is. (Yes I know I could google it but fuk u I'm only inclined to write this shit). The end
Inspired by my retarded fren, Ted.
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Book of aids and terrible band "imagines"
HumorIt's currently 11:53 Pm March 11th 2019 and I'm bored so Imma use my zero brain cells to make y'all have more cancer. Lol bye. Yadah yadah the bands don't belong to me yadah yadah. Honestly who even looks at the description. It just says like "Jos...