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| Vandalizing the Hospitality Club; OPEN~ | |
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| Topic Started: Thursday, 9. October 2014, 18:55 (264 Views) | |
| Henry Dawson | Thursday, 9. October 2014, 18:55 Post #1 |
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The Only Man Looking Out For You
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Stepping off of his Vespa, dressed in Paintball protective gear and balaclava, Henry felt like a gimp. The suit was tight, it pinched his balls and was perhaps a size too small. With two cans of spraypaint in hand, the man quietly approached the front of the Hospitality Club, popped off the top cap of one of the cans and set to work. A swinging sweep here, a line there, some patterning here and there, and the work was nearly complete. Henry let out a fanged smile. The general shape was there, at least. A large penis, complete with scrotum. Now, the paint. A few pubic hairs here and there, a few wrinkles in the sack, and eventually, some texture of the glans and head. With his masterpiece completed, Henry slowly stood, and with the other can, spray-painted the words "THE OWNER OF THIS CLUB IS A KNOB" in bright, needle-thin red letters. Closing the cans of spray paint, he shoved them into the loops of his vest and admired his work. If he were alive, he would weep, ala the proud papa, the proud artist completing his life's work. |
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| Lynx | Thursday, 9. October 2014, 20:05 Post #2 |
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Lord Torchwood
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The next morning a cleaning crew came and scrubbed the brownstone clean. Removing the paint. In the end nobody gave a shit. Video footage of Henry's moronic vespa was forwarded to the police along with his ridiculous outfit. Net sum amount of zero fucks were given. |
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