It's been exatcly a day since we thought those Fuckin' reds have won, but as the saying goes, give out don't give in, so the fight isn't over yet
This is the story of Stalin. The reds are the communists of you couldn't figure that out. I remember when i was one my computer. I was MA-STUR-BAT-ING until I saw "Stalin.exe". I was gonna play but my knowledge of the internet told me that it was not very wise to ply any .exe games. I thought it'd be hilarious to send it to my friend Tom. He was such a Sonic moron and he wouldn't buy call of duty like every other 21 y/o. I thought I'd put the game on a disk, change the name to SONIC.exe, and write so shittly to the point where hand-writing was unrecognizable! I stopped talking to him for 2 weeks so he'd get worried. After 2 weeks I wrote him a letter.
''"Tom,''
''I can't take it anymore, I had to get rid of this thing somehow before it was too late, and I was hoping you'd do it for me. I can't do it, he’s after me, and if you don't destroy this CD, he'll come after you too, he's too fast for me....''
''Please Tom, destroy this god-forsaken disc before he comes after you too, it's too late for me.''
''Destroy the disc, and you'll destroy him, but do it quick otherwise he'll catch you. Don't even play the game, it's what he wants, just destroy it.''
''Please...''
''Kyle"''
I bet he's gonna play the game and see a penis or something. When he calls me he's gonna freak the fuck out! I'm gonna laugh my ass of! That's exactly what I said before he appeared. Stalin, but a bit different. He looked like the fucking slender man, but you can still tell it's him. He was weezing heavly, telling me that I kicked him out of his final resting place. "Final resting place? The game?" I asked. "Yes you dick, the game!" Stalin replied. He told me I had to find a .exe file for him to haunt or else he'd chop of my cock. He's Stalin you know. I found something he would like, "America.exe".
He was happy. He thanked me and summoned a magical device that would give me 9 billion dollars a day. I instantly got my 9 million dollars, told Staling goodbye, and went off to the store to buy out an entire Walmart. The last thing he said was "The reds will win tomorrow!, Communism is love, Communism is life!"
It's been exatcly a day since we thought those Fuckin' reds have won, but as the saying goes, give out don't give in, so the fight isn't over yet.
America.exe had killed Stalin and deleted it's self like killswitch so I couldn't see anything or play it. But hey I got a magical fucking device that gives me 9 billion a day, so who gives a fuck, right? Oh shit Tom! Oh I think he might have gotten killed by Sonic! Yeah he's dead. Oh well!