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A greasy musk penetrates the air... yet again.

Lord GreasyPants: oh hi where did you go yesterday?

Musk: I am extremely sorry about it i just couldnt get connected again so shall we

Lord GreasyPants: um, yes, but where did you go again?

Musk: no i am here but on invisible so are u up for it

Lord GreasyPants: OH SURE!!

I am VERY "up" for it!

Musk: ok s where were we i think the hotel staff enter the room rite

Lord GreasyPants: uh, yeah, I had a gun in your ass and security had just broken the door down (because of the gunshots)

"Sir, how do you explain yourself"? The lead guard (You can see "seargent" stripes on his shoulder).

Musk: so what do u tell them and lets not get it too much out of the imagination level lets keep it a little real also

Lord GreasyPants: I just clam up, the Seargent comes into the room, motions his two other security personel to close the door, he begins walking towards you...

"Sir, please explain this. Why were gunshots heard and why is this gun in your ass?" he asks.

Lord GreasyPants: they are getting closer...

Musk: ok I am stuck

Lord GreasyPants: The sergeant smiles and begins to unbuckle his pants...

Lord GreasyPants: his other two security staff begin to rub their crotches...

..."He he he" they laugh...

Musk: so are u gonna tell the sergant what is happening or do i have to tell him

Lord GreasyPants: *you look behind you*

OH NO!

I am not there!!

Where am I??

You are just sitting in the centre of the room with a gun in your ass!!

Lord GreasyPants: (Hint: Maybe I have hidden myself)

Musk: I LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

Lord GreasyPants: ok, the security seargent says " okay sir, we have two choices here: I can take you to jail for firing a weapen in an airport hotel, two counts, or you can..." *rubs his crotch while winking*

Lord GreasyPants: what do you do NOW??

Musk: I twll him officer you are mistaken it was just all a mistake i take out a 100 $ bill and give it to him

Lord GreasyPants: he says "I'm sorry, that's just not going to cover it. You now may be arrested for bribery. The ONLY alternative is...

*He pulls pulls his stiffened member out and winks at his two other security personel, who begin laughing, rubbing their own crotches*

Musk: I just wanna get rid of the guys cause i am like real hot and wanna do u so i give them 400$

Lord GreasyPants: *the sergeant nods and one of the other security guards (a blond) comes over and holds the handle of the gun*

The sergeant says "I don't think so", and walks over to you (you are still bent over) and shoves his penis in your face!

Musk: shit I aint gay

Lord GreasyPants: "TOO BAD!!" the sergeant screams,

*he becomes all the way erect and drops his pants, laughing evily*

OH NO!

What do you do now??

Musk: I just give them all I have (in my vallet) and the sergant is like satisfied

Lord GreasyPants: BUT NO!!

the sergeant is rubbing the tip of his penis on your lips, the other security guard (the one that is NOT holding the gun in your ass) pinches your nose, so SOON you will have to breath through your nose!

Musk: common lets get to us

Lord GreasyPants: NO!!

first this scenerio...what do you do??

...the sergeant's penis is on your lips, pressing in, you have a gun in your ass, and your nose is being pinched, what do you do?

You are gasping for air right now...

Musk: i bite it just to get rid of him

Lord GreasyPants: OH NO!!

When you bit it the security guard fires the weapon!!

*The bullet rockets through your body and into the Sergeants groin!!

You have DIED!

Musk: then

Lord GreasyPants: then they take your body to the morgue, you have a closed casket funeral, which I attent in disguise. I shed a single tear at your passing.

Musk: and then

Lord GreasyPants: uh, we have to start over now, you died. New scenerio.

Musk: ok

Lord GreasyPants: ok so BE MORE CAREFUL THIS TIME OK??

Musk: fine but lets be practical and fast

Lord GreasyPants: ok your name is "Marge", you are a 57 year old Texas and I am "Stanly", a 3 year old polar bear in Alaska...

you start....

Musk: please get a bettre one common we are humans

Lord GreasyPants: oh all right.

Ok You are "Dancing Betty", a pre-op transsexual performer in San Fransisco, and I am "Whisky Bob", a down-town bum...

Musk: are u female

Lord GreasyPants: no, in this one I am a male wino that sleeps on the streets.

Musk: Why u wanna be male

Lord GreasyPants: well SHIT Y O U come up with one then!!

Musk: lets just cyber

Lord GreasyPants: NO!!

WE MUST FIRST ROLE PLAY!!

It makes it more real...

Musk: ok then think of something real the airport one was good util u brought those cops in the pitcure

Lord GreasyPants: ok hold on let me think...

Musk: good

Lord GreasyPants: ok: You are a mad scientist and I am a futuristic Robot (I can shoot LASERS TOO!!) named "Fusion"

Musk: Listen let me think and come up with some thing

Lord GreasyPants: ok

Musk: I am a manager in a big bank and you have come to me for a job and I am gonna be interviewing u is that fine

Lord GreasyPants: ok

Lord GreasyPants: uh, so here I am...

Musk: The job is of an cashier So i ask u what makes u thing that you are the ideal candidate for this job?

Musk: the manager wants quick answers

Musk: hey actually in reality i will be comin down to the states some time next year so maybe we can have a ball

Lord GreasyPants: uh, I just want some money sir.

Musk: well how bad do u want it

Lord GreasyPants: OOH! COOL, MAYBE!!

Musk: why may be

Lord GreasyPants: ALL OF A SUDDEN I WHIP OUT MY AK-47 ASSAULT RIFLE!!!

"EVERYBODY DOWN!!" I scream, firing a warning burst into the ceiling!!

Musk: go on

Lord GreasyPants: "This is a FUCKING STICK-UP" I remove my realistic mask, revealing that I am, indeed Raymond Burr, and begin collecting money from the cashiers!!

Musk: ok

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