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>be me
>walk into Gamestop
>ask for a copy of Kerbal Space Program
<"Whata is that, gavone?" says the Gamestop employee
>see his curly hair and olive skin and notice his thick italian-american accent (we are in New Jersey right now)
>understand that the Gamestop employee is SHITALIAN
>chorizo slowly drips from my pockets
>oh fuck not again
>mi face gets red and i get brappier
>"Please give me a copy of Kerbal Space Program right now gringo."
<"Aduzipazz, I don't know whata that is! Whata platform is it on?"
>struggling to contain my anger and hatred that I have against obsessed Shitalians
>clench asscheeks together to hold in my BRAPNVKE
>voice reduced to a mumble
>"o-o-oobsessed…. BRIM….st-st-stooone…."
>suddenly i get a random surge of energy just like my DBZ gemmies and turn super saiyan "SHITAAAAAAAAAAAALALALALIAN o ALGOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
<"Are ya okay fratu?" the employee says worryingly as he notices me transform
>shit breaches through my asscheeks
>propell forwards at 30mph
>crash through the Gamestop employee's counter
<he's holding onto me for dear life
>all the while molé is flowing out of my ass like fumes
>crash through the entire row of buildings in the strip mall, broken glass shards in my face
>yelling "OBSESSED GRINGO SHITALIANS!!! US MEXIARYANS ARE WHITE O ALGO. OBSESSED BRIMMMSTOOONEEEE *BRAAAAAAPPP*"
<Gamestop employee is covered in shit and tamales
>my pocket rocket shows no signs of stopping
<he tilts me backwards
>the sheer force of my shit has reached 100mph, we are now propelling upwards
>the guacamole and shit in my pocket intertwine and fall down to earth in glorious brappy green and brown streams as we head towards the stratosphere
>the g-force is causing my asscheeks to flap vigorously and create a gale
>birria and shit blowing through the air on the planet below
>10 miles upwards now
<Gamestop employee has died from a lack of oxygen, his body falls down below and is shredded by the force of my unstoppable shit
>as I start to near the stratosphere I shout one last time "OBSESSED SHITALIANS!!!! US MEXIARYANS ARE THE MOTHERLAND OF THE ARYAN RACE. O ALGOOooo-" and make all my white mexican ancestors proud by being the first mexican to go to space (just like muh Kerbal Spyware Program)
>walk into Gamestop
>ask for a copy of Kerbal Space Program
<"Whata is that, gavone?" says the Gamestop employee
>see his curly hair and olive skin and notice his thick italian-american accent (we are in New Jersey right now)
>understand that the Gamestop employee is SHITALIAN
>chorizo slowly drips from my pockets
>oh fuck not again
>mi face gets red and i get brappier
>"Please give me a copy of Kerbal Space Program right now gringo."
<"Aduzipazz, I don't know whata that is! Whata platform is it on?"
>struggling to contain my anger and hatred that I have against obsessed Shitalians
>clench asscheeks together to hold in my BRAPNVKE
>voice reduced to a mumble
>"o-o-oobsessed…. BRIM….st-st-stooone…."
>suddenly i get a random surge of energy just like my DBZ gemmies and turn super saiyan "SHITAAAAAAAAAAAALALALALIAN o ALGOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
<"Are ya okay fratu?" the employee says worryingly as he notices me transform
>shit breaches through my asscheeks
>propell forwards at 30mph
>crash through the Gamestop employee's counter
<he's holding onto me for dear life
>all the while molé is flowing out of my ass like fumes
>crash through the entire row of buildings in the strip mall, broken glass shards in my face
>yelling "OBSESSED GRINGO SHITALIANS!!! US MEXIARYANS ARE WHITE O ALGO. OBSESSED BRIMMMSTOOONEEEE *BRAAAAAAPPP*"
<Gamestop employee is covered in shit and tamales
>my pocket rocket shows no signs of stopping
<he tilts me backwards
>the sheer force of my shit has reached 100mph, we are now propelling upwards
>the guacamole and shit in my pocket intertwine and fall down to earth in glorious brappy green and brown streams as we head towards the stratosphere
>the g-force is causing my asscheeks to flap vigorously and create a gale
>birria and shit blowing through the air on the planet below
>10 miles upwards now
<Gamestop employee has died from a lack of oxygen, his body falls down below and is shredded by the force of my unstoppable shit
>as I start to near the stratosphere I shout one last time "OBSESSED SHITALIANS!!!! US MEXIARYANS ARE THE MOTHERLAND OF THE ARYAN RACE. O ALGOOooo-" and make all my white mexican ancestors proud by being the first mexican to go to space (just like muh Kerbal Spyware Program)
