The BOSH Man! Tackles FOREIGN POLITICS!!!Submitted by DudeThatsBOSH at 2006-05-05 19:22:11 EDT
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The first thing I did this morning was fire up my turbo booster rocket power packs and flew to Russia to flip off Ivan Drago. Obviously he was lifting weights and having some faggots stick needles in his ass and/or urethra upon my arrival. I flipped him off something vicious and kicked dirt on his car and sneakers. He was pissed. Bosh.
I decided to hang in Russia for a bit so I could play human tetris and stab commies.
I walked around smoking cigarettes and playing the harmonica until I had like 50 people following me.
I found a pretty bosh cliff and started throwing people off after I made them into shapes that would help me perform a bosh tetris. Everything was going fine until this faggot commie slut boshed up my operations. I told her to do a head first dive off the cliff onto the rocky earth below, and to not worry. If performed correctly, The pile or corpses would disappear and a castle would rise from the earth and we would al smoke cigarettes and party hard. She did not like this idea.
As she sat there contemplating, the pile of corpses began to rise and time began to expire.
Who the fuck was timing me anyways. Fuck them.
Anyways, by this time my turbo booster rocket power packs were all charged up and ready to rock n' roll. So I took a dump on my failed tetris and told the russians to suck a scrote.
"To infinity.. AND BEYOND!" I yelld as the turbo booster rocket power packs thrust me into the air at speeds that would kill even reindeer or a race horse.
Speaking of which, I bought a horse a while back and named it 'Drunk on a Tuesday'. We're gonna get real hammered tonite even though its Friday, and then he's gonna win the Kentucky Derby. Put your money on him, and we'll through a big ass party in the center of the earth with our winnings. Scruggs might come, but hes afraid of dirt and sand and molten magma.
Ted Nugent agreed to throw a concert down there on the condition he could pick someone to hunt for sport afterwards, I lit up a cigarette and nodded in agreement.
Rock n' Roll bitches.
ROCK N' ROLL