Smokin' Beer
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from the deep chasms found within the plains of Borneo come three dudes. They emerge as the sun sets, simultaneously setting out on adventure. With cigarette in lip Cool Whip makes tard noises. His curly hair out of control, Surfboard reflects upon the future.. somehow. Chives drives. Squirt, his hair flowing out with more grace than even Niagara falls, twitching in the corner, referencing something nobody understands. Plank, the silent spectator, views the chaos with Coors light in one hand, handle of rum in the other. Sh'looom-e, as tired as he is, is asleep at 8:30pm as per his bedtime. 8-ball, the capo of the organization, can be seen snorting lines of fishscale cocaine in the corner off of his $3000 glass table. Cosmo may be on drugs at a different location.
Nobody really knows their origin. Only that they will return, every day, as the sun creeps down under the horizon. They will creep out from the cesspool.
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