At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tube of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Because they speak Spanish, though, you're unaware of all of this. (Unless you speak spanish, in which case, you would get the jist of it.)
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tube of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to protect you, and represent your role as a leader on your behalf.
Because they speak Spanish, though, you're unaware of all of this. (Unless you speak spanish, in which case, you would get the jist of it.)
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire.
The chateu where the orbital strike took place has become a war-zone due to the civil war that you planted, rival factions of the same mafia gunning each other down with military grade, highly destructive weaponry. Meanwhile, the hospital where you're staying at erupts into a violent shootout where patients, medical staff, loyalists of yours and loyalists of Morales kill each other. The Tactical Unit mops up both scenes with deadly force. Blood and death are everywhere.
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tube of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tube of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Because they speak Spanish, though, you're unaware of all of this. (Unless you speak spanish, in which case, you would get the jist of it.)
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tub of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tube of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter ever bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and they're impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tub of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
At 12/10/14 12:39 PM, NewgroundsMike wrote:I wish to kick Jesus in the balls.
Too easy. Granted, your foot is pulled with a magnificent force, to the point where you are flying by the influence of your leg alone...high up in the sky, you watch the hole that you made in the wall of your home disappear into the horizon as you soar far far away....away from land, away from the ocean, until you come rocketing down with deafening, blinding speed wherupon you shatter every bone in your leg to brutalize the groin of a Mexican Drug Cartel general named Jesus Morales. He is surrounded by his armed cronies, and to mixed emotions, they're all universally impressed by your superhuman strengths...
Your leg is a mush-tub of powdered bone fragments and shredded meat, so it has to be amputated, and you require a blood transfusion. Jesus Morales died of his injuries soon after the orbital groin strike...this causes a rift in this particular drug-cartel's leadership... Where others beneath Morales are vying to claim the former leader's position, others want revenge because they were loyal to him. There's even a small staging of troops that think you're magical, and they wish to fight on your behalf.
Elite Tactical Crime Busting units observe this instability as an opportunity to act. As the power-hungry subordinates make a grab for the new position with an armed show-of force, loyalists respond with militant strength, simultaneously fighting off with the separatists while dispatching a death squad to finish you off. There are only a few heavily armed troops defending you, and many innocent people die in this cross-fire, just in time for the Tactical Crime Unit to come in and polish them off...
Your loyalists had adorned you with the marks of leadership and indications of wealth and power... since you were the only one left alive during this Coup De Tat, you are held accountable for ALL of the Cartel's horrific crimes. As this Elite Unit is of Mexican origin, they torture you for DECADES trying to get information on the Cartel's known association with cooperative and rival underground criminal organizations, and they think you're feigning ignorance and sticking to a fantasy story expertly. You spend the rest of your days as a one-legged prisoner for life in a Mexican federal prison facility.
I wish the Hamburglar was an elite member of organized crime, and there was a movie based on his life.
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