nyte stories presents; a true game beast - caught between a hot and squishy place
being a young game beast in this harsh world was so difficult at times. There was one time my cuzins and I were playing mortal kombat II. I was whooping ass when they decided they were fed up of playing. One of them suggested that we should go outside and play some football i declined cause i would prefer to stay inside and polish my skills. this move made me the prime target for insults and ridicule. they began refering to me as a game "freak" and game "pyung". these insults had no effect at first but they soon weared me down, for everytime they passed the window of the room they would make snide remarks. i decided that i would go out and show them who was the true game freak for ifootball is also a game and i thought my skills to be quite good there also. i went out an began showing my immense slkill for kicking people in their shins when i was aiming for the ball and kicking the ball into peoles faces when i was aiming for the goal post. they soon tired and decided that i would be dealt with hastily. they acquired a strappy (luggage strap aka riot police hand cuffs. used to hold computer cables/ribbon cables together) they then applied the strappy binding my hands and feet. i tried to fight out but to no avail. they left me on the gound and went to relax on the plum tree, i hopped out to them begging for the straps to be removed but they just laughed at me. i finally fell in the grass. lying helplessly in the grass i soon came to the terrible reality that there was a fire ants nest right next to me, turning to sqirm away in a hurry i once again came to the disgusting reality that on the next side of me there was a pile of dog excrement, all i could say was i was stuck between a firey and squishy place. my friends the rest is history.
