(Saint of Killers and Cain Marko were sitting in a bar. Neither knew the other, but each had one thing in common...they loved football. Saint of Killers quietly watched as the Dallas Cowboys were getting stomped by the San Francisco 49ers. He fumed inside that his team was getting beat until finally Cain Marko jumped from his seat. "YEE HAW!! Touchdown, baby!" He leaps up and bangs his fist down crushing the barstool and then smacks Saint of Killers on the back. "Yeah baby, why don't you take off that pathetic cowboy hat and get the hell out of dodge! Haw haw!!" Saint of Killer's drink spills into his lap. He drops his head reaches for his Colts and slowly rises from his seat. "You speak of hell like you know anything about it, boy." Juggernaut looks confused, but then becomes slightly ammused. Saint of Killers backs up, waving his hands at his waist where his Colts are. "I reckon your going to have to pay for what you did to my drink and coat." Juggernaut burst into tears laughing at the man dressed like a cowboy. "I reckon!! HAW HAW HAAAA!! I RECK....OH MAN!! I RECKON YOU BETTER SIT DOWN!!" and with a giant backhand Juggernaut knocks Saint of Killers clear out the bar and halfway down the street. Juggernaut then kneels down like a linebacker, "Down, set HUT HUT!!" He takes off running through the wall of the bar and crashes through building after building after the Saint of Killers. Two blocks away Saint gets up slowly and dust off his coat, when suddenly Juggernauts comes crashing through a building. He leaps into the air. "DOGPILE!!")


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