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I love to make them. I have no clue why... I've made about 5 or 6 of these. I always email these to my friends and they fill it out and we rofl.
This is the most recent one.
[Also, the truck ending is an inside joke]
If you wanna fill it out of course lol
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5 people, your name included
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
Replace the numbers with the name of the person above
[like, if you put "Cow" as number 4 *snicker* then replace all the "[4]s" with "Cow"]
[5] was biking through town one day when he/she hit a bump and fell onto the pavement. He/she lay there bleeding from his/her head for a while when finally, 4 hours later, a girl/guy pulled up on a scooter.
"What's wrong with you?" He/she asked, obviously not the brightest person in the world. "I fell off my bike and I was hit in the head with a bucket of paint. I'm not bleeding. No way, nuh-uh. Perfectly fine."
That-one-guy/girl shrugged. "Ah, if you say so." He/she got back onto his/her scooter and was about to... scooter away, when [5] yelled at him/her to "get your butt back here!"
"What's your name, anyway?"
"Oh, I'm [4]. And you?"
"I'm [5]." he/she twiddled his/her fingers. "I... need to ask you a favour." His/her voice went low, almost at a whisper. [4]'s face turned a little bit redder and said, "Y-yes?"
"Come a bit closer." And so he/she did. "I need you to..."
"Y...y-yeah?"
[5]'s hand suddenly shot up, grabbing [4] by his/her collar and bringing it by his/her face. "I NEED YOU TO TAKE ME TO THE GODDAMN HOSPITAL!"
"How 'bout a night at my night instead?" [4] said, waggling his/her eyebrows.
"How 'bout a head injury matching mine?"
[4] straightened up. "Aye-aye, ma'am!" He/she stared down the road, sticking his/her thumb out. [5] facepalmed. "Don't you have a cellphone or anything? You know, for a taxi?"
"...oh yeah." [4] reached into his/her pocket and pulled out a toy cellphone with candy in it. As he/she did so, several cars in a line passed by. [5] just groaned. "Go back to hitchhiking... never mind."
[4] stuck out his/her thumb as the last car in the huge line passed be. "Ugh, we'll be here all day."
The last car at the end made a u-turn back over to [4] and [5]. A guy/girl's head popped out, and he/she said, "Hey, I have... candy in here. Want some?" A second head could be seen from the passenger's window, slowly shaking as if to say no.
"No, I think we'll—"
"Yeah! Of course! To the nearest hospital, awaaaaaaaayyyyyy!"
[4] picked [5] up bridal style [with much kicking aimed to the head] and they both got in the car. "So, what's your name? I'm [4], and this lovely lady over here is [5]!"
[5] just glared.
"Well," the driver started, "I'm [2] and this slave-person over here is [3]!"
"I'm not yer goddamn slave." [3] glared at [4] and [5] in the backseat. "Why did you get in a stranger's car? Are you two stupid?"
"He/she might be." [5] said, gesturing to [4].
[2] smirked. "So, where did you two meet?"
"On the side of the road, as I was slowly dying from blood loss." [4] put his/her arm around [5]'s shoulders. "We're planning a spring wedding now." [5] forced a smile as he/she grabbed his/her hand. She/he opened the car window, put [4]'s hand outside, and rolled the window up.
"AAAHHHAHHAAAAHHhhmygod—"
"Hospital, please."
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[2] waved at them from the parking lot. "Have fun!" [3] hopped out of the car just before he/she drove away. "Ugh, thank god, it smells in there."
"We're at a hospital!" [5] groaned. [4] ran up to him/her. "So. Just you and me—" He/she pushed him/her out of the way. "Well. That wasn't fun."
[5] walked up to the secretary's desk. "Yeah, uh—"
"What's your problem?"
"Hmm, I don't know. I think I might be bleeding from the head, for about 3 hours straight, but I'm not entirely sure—"
"Go sit over there, if you're not sure." The secretary pointed to a waiting room with lots of sick people.
"...I'll get infected."
"Not my problem." The secretary continued to clack away at her keyboard. [5] sighed and walked over to a chair next to someone who didn't really look particularly sick (although, who somewhat resembled a hippie). As soon as he/she sat down, the not-so-sick-hippie person gave him/her a hug. "How are you doing today, friend? I am [1]."
"...Aaaaaand I'm outta here." He/she tried to stand up, but [1] was too busy hugging him/her.
"Stay with me." [1] whispered in his/her ear. "...I'm lonely."
"If I die of an infection..."
"Yeah, about that... I'm here because I have H1N1." said [1], a bit hesitantly. [5]'s eyes widened, then closed in frustration. "Great. I'm gonna die being hugged by some random hippie."
"Don't forget the infection!" he/she said, entirely too happy.
"And of an infection. Guh." Dying of an infection wasn't exactly that high on [5]'s list of ways to die.
This was gonna be a looong wait.
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[4], running away from the hospital (because of rejection, no duh), was run over by an ambulance.
Hey, it resembles a truck!
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