Hello everyone, I'm gonna tell you a story. The story known as the End of Jason Rhyre. The man i speak of is me...
It all started a last month on the 21st. I was out raking leaves when a man came up to me and asked me to help me find a kitten in his van. I followed him in his van to help him find his kitten and i did. His kitten was stuck between 2 seats, Poor little guy. Anyway after i left the van i walked to a super market to buy some candy when suddenly i was attacked by a Mexican with a UZI. He shot me bout 408 times before i finally fell to the ground and bleed a lot. I tried to call the ambulance but by the time i crawled to the pay phone Optimum prime passed by and stepped on it.
Than after that a bunch of black guys beat me with bats and crowbars. Than after that Sammy Sosa bleached my face and took a shit on my back. I thought i was gonna die but than the man with the van came. He came out to help me but was shot in the head by a stray bullet. Than his cat whom got lost earlier ran out and got run over by an 18 wheeler.
So after a full month of crawling in critical condition i made it to my laptop and typed my final words so i may be remembered... Thank...You...NGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG