After we last spoke and the world was saved. Aliens came down to reap the rewards of a desolate earth but we prevailed; now the mission is to eradicate them. These Drug fiend zombie fucking aliens trying to feed on us, there must be a weakness, Poncho and the posy will find it.
"How the fuck do we get out of these fields??" Joysin is panicked, pist and really annoyed.
Poncho replies reluctantly, "Well when in doubt become a chariot of laughter!" and that is exactly what occurred, laughter rang threw the skies and they ended up in a Cylinder Cell with robotic crickets, no escape in sight, the posy were about to be made into a can of isolated jam or jelly, which do you prefer.
Poncho really must control his ability; this mess was beyond any of the triumphs in the recent past and a bigger blunder than the mess in the phone booth. His chick goes bananas, no one blamed him for the predicament but it was evident.
Nick Docket - Exerpt - 2017
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.