A Fnord Panymount wagoneere pulls up and asks if you are going west. You are! You get in and put your guitar in the back seat. The man driving is smoking what you first thing is a cigar, but which turns out to be a blunt. You and him smoke out while driving down the road. His name with Vinnie Monster. He is a member of the band Fuck you Pig. A very tough talking rebellous soul he is. He talks about the revalution. He says he has a uzi 9mm under his seat. After two hours of driving you cross the state line. Not far after this a sheriff patrol car ambles up behind the Panymount Wagoneere with flashing lights. "What now you fucking pigs I was not even fucking speeding!", Vinnie yells. When the cop comes to the car its a short fat fifty something man with a wrinkled face. "Licence and proof of insurance", the sheriff intones in a flat controlled voice. "What the fuck are you pulling me over for asshole, I'm not breaking any of your shitty ass laws you god dawmn asshole!", Vinnie tells the sheriff. The sheriff just takes Vinnie's info and heads back to his car. After seven minutes police cars start sailing in from all directions. "Those fucking pricks better not mess with me!", Vinne says as he pulls the gun from under his seat. You are freaking out! What the fuck! The sheriff and four other officers, all his they're hands on they're hip cannons. "Get out of the car", The sheriff orders Vinnie in a harsh voice. Vinnie raises the gun and sprays four rounds into the sheriff's chest, he falls and the others draw and open fire. The fire all the bullets in they're clips. The then switch clips and storm in spraying the cab down. You go from badly hurt to dead during the second spray. Vinnie was already dead.
The End