User blog:69faab6268350295550de7d587bc323d/The hitchhiker's guide to 303

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Bobby Bobberson was living in Chicago. The Paghana gang, which he was in, were a rowdy bunch who loved playing pranks on people. One day they TP'ed the house of some guy with a pretentious Persian name when he opened the door and then the door was all that existed.

اغوغيغا opened the door and shook his fist. "You darndorndeerndarn whippersnappers better not be doing something nasty!" And then gravity stopped working and everyone who wasn't in his house or on the sidewalk to the front door exploded and then Bobby was in another place.

"U ok bro?" a voice said and wrote at the same time as Bobby regained his conciousness. He then got up and bumped his head, only to see PoopyCustard29 soaring over the sea, cursing the asinine physics engine until his anger was brought to an end by his swift demise. A voice then somehow echoed through the whole world, saying: "OMG BIG NOOB IM HUNTING U DOWN". Welp, that was another thing to worry about.

Another voice then interrupted him from behind.

"Who are you?"

"Well, you see, I was this guy and then there was this nerdy old dude with a terrorist name-"

"That's enough. Hop in the catamaran."

"Where the hell are we going?"

"I dunno"

And then 101 happened. And then 202 happened, and it was the same as 101. Then 404 happened, and the animals stopped being clinically retarded. And then finale happened, and there was no color. And then causality exploded and 303 happened, and logic told reason to dunk its head in the toilet but then it was killed by PoopyCustard29 hitting it.