My name is Chucky Wonder and I have just been officially declared Insane by a 3 Judge Panel that doesn't know what Insane is. I mean, hey, just because I shot the clerk in 7-11 for overcharging me for my Slurpee and Gummi Bears doesn't mean i'm insane. Maybe i'm just on a budget. Besides, Slurpees are serious business. You have to get the combination just right or it comes out tasting funny. Yes, I mix my Slurpees. A little of this and a little of that and you have the perfect beverage. Throw in a little ***** (Sponsorship required for name of drink. Har har) and you are indeed living large.
So yeah, I blasted the dudette. $2.49 for a Slurpee my ass! POW! I blasted this dudette right in her little dot on her forehead. That led me to the mental Facility, hence the 3 judge panel.
To make this part of the story short and sweet, I simply escaped. I sharpened my Institution provided 2 inch Toothbrush into a deadly point and with the skill and balls of a mighty warrior, I took out the Judges, Doctors and Security Staff with my bold and ambitious attack!
It's not how big your weapon is! It's how you use it!
But now i'm loose and i'm not sure if i'm thinking straight. For some strange reason, I have this desire to go to the local National Guard Armory.....