bad walked to skeppt and asked him when they are gonna go to mcdonalds. "right now idiot why do u think i texted u rn" sleppy replied. bad sighed and rolled his eye s. "ok lets go," skeppy said and dragged bad out of the door, to his car.
the drive took about five minutes and it was pretty boring. skeppy almost drove the car into a pole.
soon they arived, and they gazed upon the beautiful golden arches of the mcdonalds logo, taking in the delicious scent of fresh nuggies. they were both so exited.
they ran towards the building and bad happened to run straight into the glass door, smashing it into pieces. he didnt care, as the only thing on his mind were those immaculate nuggies. skeppy followed him, running through the hole in the glass door bad had made.
they both made their orders of 40 chichken nuggets each, then went to sit at a table. they were so exitd to sink their teeth into those wonderful delicacies.
"skepppyyyyyyyyy," bad groaned. "what," skeppee replied. "how long are they gonna takeeee," bad asked impatiently. "i dont know ok stop being an idiot," skepy said. "thats rude skeppy >:( youre dumb," bad replied. "ok baldboyhalo," skeppy sneered. bad gasped. he did not just say that, bad thought to himself.
bad got up and grabbed skeppy by the arm. skeppy looked shoxked. he then readied his leg, and kicked skeppy in the foot as hard as he possibly could. skeppee's foot went FLYING off and smashed throujgh the ceiling at an astounding speed.
"what the FRICK," skeppy exclaimed. "where DID MY FOOT GO"
bad was still infuriated. he snatched a lighter out of his pocked and set a nearby napkin rack on fire. the grease on the counter immediately lit, making the fire spread rapidly. "this is what you GET, SKEPPY," bad exclaimed. half of the building was on fire by now.
skeppy was devastated. not because bad is currently burning down a mcdonalds, but because he cant send bad FEET PICS anymore. and i know what you might be thinking, why cant skeppy just use his other foot? well you see, bad had a special connection to SPECIFICALLY his left foot, which happened to be the one amputated. it was devastating to think about.
skrppy aproached bad and put his hand on his shoulder. "bad," skeppy breathed. "what," bad replied. "my left foot is gone" skeppy said, "do you know what this means?" bad gasped. he just remembered....how could he have forgotten???? tears of sadness and pure rage welled up in his eyes. this was not going to end well.
