Bong of the Dead Page #4

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Yes, if you say so.

I can still see you.

- What the hell are you doing?

- I could not sleep?

Okay, and so you meant that you had to go

crazy in my bar. In addition, half-naked.

It is not,

what it seems to be.

Why have you

an open bottle in your hand?

Do you remember that you said that

no running water.

I've already drunk ...

emptied my bong water.

So I thought,

that vodka would work.

So I stuffed vodka in it.

I thought,

I could hold my own party.

- In smoking shown some grass?

- Do not you know?

Forget I asked.

- Does it work?

- I have not tried yet.

Would you turn it on?

Here you go.

- How do I?

- Start by turning it over.

It looks a bit like a black cock ...

Excuse me.

You hold it like this, and then take

we have a little of this heavenly plant.

We thank the ground. We stop the

in this and take the lighter.

Ready? Sucked in now.

Can you hear bubble sounds?

Sucked in. Keep going.

And ... breathe out.

What a bonfire. Come on.

I can not feel anything.

This is it ...

Wow, that's ...

- How does it feel?

- My eyes watering.

It is as if one is crying of joy.

Check it here.

It's like summer in the backyard.

Now we bumped into each other.

- Here you go. Kraniebongen.

- Okay, so we party.

He should be crowned.

There goes no oxygen inside.

Hey, there she fell.

- Who wants shots?

- You are insane.

First you shoot the heads off,

and now you want to drink with us.

- Would you like something or not?

- Yes, I want some.

When the meteor struck,

we had no idea what was going on.

They appeared out of nowhere.

First thought we would

go down in the course of a few days.

Writing papers,

that everything was under control.

Since then they stopped

to write something.

What once was the sound of

playing children, was now just a memory.

The eerie sound of silence had

never been so deafening.

TV channels stopped sending.

The radio was silent.

Suddenly everything was quiet.

Then came the beings up.

People ate each other like wild animals ...

in the street.

When the screams stopped, the only thing

that was left, the stench of death.

It was not long,

before the infection hit us.

It started with my parents.

Father was the first to be infected.

I actually do not know

how it happened.

Then it was my mother's turn ...

... And my little sister.

I found her sitting

in a corner of the garage.

She was only eleven years.

I was ready when they came after me.

I took care of them all.

Are you okay?

Yes.

I'm just tired.

See you tomorrow.

You should also get some sleep.

We have lots of work ahead of us,

if you want to Freedom Town.

- This sucks.

- Think that she killed her own family.

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