Billie led Tré through a street filled with a bunch of broken homes. As they walked Billie said, "Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes. Some call it slums. Some call it nice." Billie stopped in front of a house and yelled, "Welcome to Paradise!" As he said that something fell from the roof. Tré screamed slightly, "Holy Shit! This isn't paradise Billie! It looks like hurricane katrina hit your house and this whole street! There's no water near your house!" Billie had a shocked look on his face as he yelled, "Mom! We need to move from this Neighborhood! Maybe we should just fucking leave Oakland!" Tré nodded his head in agreement, "Fuck it. I'm going back to Germany!"
-All because of the song "Welcome to Paradise" By Green Day (I had too)
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Green Day/Trillie Short Stories and Stuff
FanfictionJust a bunch of random short stories. *shrugs* Some are based off of songs or just random things that I think of. -----------warning contains: Some smut, and a lot of cuss words----------------------------
