Scott's Shenanigans Vol. 1
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saladloveI didn't have wifi for a bit so I wrote a bunch of short-probably crappy-stories about my shenanigans.
Scott's Shenanigans Vol. 1
Scott dribbled the basketball, it bounced on the concrete and back into the palm of his hand rapidly, and all of a sudden everything slowed down. It was almost as if time itself had stopped, and the only thing left was Scott, the ball, and the hoop. He took the ball into his hands and jumped, with a flick of his wrists he launched the basketball, a sphere of orange glory soaring through the sky. Swish!
It was in this moment that Scott knew.
Ball is life.
Five men running for the position of the U.S. Republican candidate for president stood on stage in front of a crowd. The large auditorium was crowded with interviewers, politicians, and even just normal people interested in what was happening. One by one people people in the audience were being allowed to ask questions, all of them serious, and many of them leading to arguments breaking out on the stage.
The microphone that was being passed to the asker of the question was finally handed to Scott, who had come here only to ask his one question. He held the microphone up and cleared his voice.
"I only have one question for you..." A dramatic pause "WHAT ARE THOSE!" Scott said, pointing to the shoes of one of the men on stage. Scott immediately broke out laughing, microphone still in hand. Unlike Scott, the rest of the room was dead silent.
Scott continued to laugh his hardy laugh, even as he was being removed from the building.
"Horus I need more memes to write more Scott's Shenanigans" Scott said to Horus, as they sat on the grass ground.
Horus slowly turned his head to Scott, however his head didn't stop on Scott and continued to turn, until his neck did a complete 360, then he stared at Scott.
"Dank mems m8, I am the cure for life, bow down to the lord of beeeeeessss" Horus' eyes slowly turned red and his body began to float into the air, his jaw unhinged and an inhumane shriek came out of his body before he fell back to the ground, completely normal.
"That time of the month again?" Scott asked, not seeming phased by what just happened.
"Yup"
"Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, Shawn" Scott repeated over and over again, poking said zombie in the shoulder every time he said it. Shawn took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.
"Scott, I swear, if this is a joke about me being a farmer..." he said in a rather calm voice, though there was clearly a hint of frustration in his tone.
"No, no, it's not that!" Scott said, reassuring Shawn.
"Fine, what is it then?" Shawn asked.
"You should use fire!" Scott said, a huge smile on his face. Shawn simply blinked, not sure how to feel.
"I think I'm gonna go lay down and pretend I don't know you" Shawn said, walking away.
"Kk, seeya later friend!" Scott waved Shawn goodbye, content with Shawn's reaction.
Scott's Shenanigans Vol. 1
Scott dribbled the basketball, it bounced on the concrete and back into the palm of his hand rapidly, and all of a sudden everything slowed down. It was almost as if time itself had stopped, and the only thing left was Scott, the ball, and the hoop. He took the ball into his hands and jumped, with a flick of his wrists he launched the basketball, a sphere of orange glory soaring through the sky. Swish!
It was in this moment that Scott knew.
Ball is life.
Five men running for the position of the U.S. Republican candidate for president stood on stage in front of a crowd. The large auditorium was crowded with interviewers, politicians, and even just normal people interested in what was happening. One by one people people in the audience were being allowed to ask questions, all of them serious, and many of them leading to arguments breaking out on the stage.
The microphone that was being passed to the asker of the question was finally handed to Scott, who had come here only to ask his one question. He held the microphone up and cleared his voice.
"I only have one question for you..." A dramatic pause "WHAT ARE THOSE!" Scott said, pointing to the shoes of one of the men on stage. Scott immediately broke out laughing, microphone still in hand. Unlike Scott, the rest of the room was dead silent.
Scott continued to laugh his hardy laugh, even as he was being removed from the building.
"Horus I need more memes to write more Scott's Shenanigans" Scott said to Horus, as they sat on the grass ground.
Horus slowly turned his head to Scott, however his head didn't stop on Scott and continued to turn, until his neck did a complete 360, then he stared at Scott.
"Dank mems m8, I am the cure for life, bow down to the lord of beeeeeessss" Horus' eyes slowly turned red and his body began to float into the air, his jaw unhinged and an inhumane shriek came out of his body before he fell back to the ground, completely normal.
"That time of the month again?" Scott asked, not seeming phased by what just happened.
"Yup"
"Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, Shawn" Scott repeated over and over again, poking said zombie in the shoulder every time he said it. Shawn took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.
"Scott, I swear, if this is a joke about me being a farmer..." he said in a rather calm voice, though there was clearly a hint of frustration in his tone.
"No, no, it's not that!" Scott said, reassuring Shawn.
"Fine, what is it then?" Shawn asked.
"You should use fire!" Scott said, a huge smile on his face. Shawn simply blinked, not sure how to feel.
"I think I'm gonna go lay down and pretend I don't know you" Shawn said, walking away.
"Kk, seeya later friend!" Scott waved Shawn goodbye, content with Shawn's reaction.
