This was a great mystery. Shaggy and I were walking home from the movies and we hear some rustling in the bushes on the side of the road. A girl and her boyfriend, both on angel dust, pull me into the ditch. The girl puts a frog on my nose. It was funny. Especially when the boyfriend tried to bash in my face. Eventually I break free and we both make a run for it.
We don't make it fifty yards down the road before a pick-up truck almost hits us from behind. It only swerves to miss us, barely slowing down. Shaggy doesn't put up with bullshit like this so he throws his yogurt at the driver-side window. The truck drives out of sight, but not before we catch a glimpse of something in the back. Moonlight shining off something, like metal.
About a mile later we catch up to the pick-up. Just idling on the shoulder. Thinking it was time to truly ream the driver out, we approach the truck, ready to rant. The truck is abandoned. What we do see is a fucking suit of armor, sitting in the driver's seat. Once again that moonlit glint shines back at us. Before we have time to shit our pants, the head on knights armor falls off. Shaggy and I run like hell.
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