ok me and my friends were gonna make a cool short film that will be goofy comedy about a confrontation with a cop and a freak. We were blank on ideas so i figured id let other freaks help make the script. Basically I'll start it and someone just adds a little part and someone else continues it and so on.. As the freak was walking along the road he was stopped by a policeman for suspicion of drugs. The cop started off by asking the freak...
The cop then pulled out his spice girls walkie-talkie and shouted some unintellegible command into it. All of a sudden...
...an apachi helicopter rose above the terrace houses, a torrent of wind blew dust and leaves into the air as the flying pigs got closer, he wanted to run but...
he quickly realized the budget was getting way out of hand for such a small film, so he ducked into a friend's living room, only to realize...
"Shit, man, we were surrounded by VC! We spilled our guts man, my buddies died for noth...hey, Fred, what's in the fridge?"
"Just a little sour kraut and a bucket of dead worms," replied Fred, and opened his brand-new issue of Green Lantern. Ashley stormed into the room with bulging suitcases. She dumped her luggage, grabbed the bong out of Ladd's hands, and took a hit. "One of you fuckers was supposed to pick me up at the airport! I had to call a taxi." "Tough tittie, sweet thing," mumbled Fred, flipping the page.
"Phwoo! That was a close one! For a minute I thought I was really busted this time," said the Freak as he wiped the sweat from his relieved face, looking into his dark room, still half-asleep, "Man I hope they actually remember to pick up Ashley from the airport in the morning otherwise...
Ashley could be spotted by operatives who are on the lookout for the international fugitive who has an obsession with Ashley and tries to dress to look exactly like her. Ashley knows too much and if she talks...
The director of the CIA slammed the file hard on the desk. His atendees looked on with abated breath. "I don't give a damn how you do it," he said, "but it's curtains for Laura Ashley!"
a few munchies for their big mission.so they cooked up some blts fries ,and some really strong coffee to take
But suddenly something happened to the agents that made them drop everything, something that was out of sync, something that didn't belong in the system...
Surely he couldn't have been that hungry,unless... unless someone had sent him there deliberately, but who could such a thing?
then he looked at his hamburger suspiciously and looked his fellow agents who were huddled in a corner mischieviously giggling while they watched the confusion on his face.damn it he thought,they must of put experimental hallucinigenics the agency used for interrogation in his hamburger as a prank ,they done it before ,but they wont do it again ,at that point he drew out his nine millimtre cia issue hand gun and
