I wish Morgan Freeman was here to narrate this but I guess i will have to. I fucking hate begin stoned not the good type the bad type, now I bet your wondering why I am a stature in Celestias garden, well I guess I will have to tell, Sherograph roll the memory
"[Of course my most noble master and friend]"
Cake ran out of the bath room with a shit poruing out of it while he was thinking why he had Chipolte for lunch before a god damn skyrim con. Cake quickly got the rest of his suit which he didnt steal from a random guy.
Cake walked around aismly until he came across a shady man in a dark narrow hallway while headinf to the bathroom. The creepy guy who was probily a rapsit spoke to John
"Hey there I see your into skyrim so I suppose you will be ino what I have"
"Ok creepy weird guy what could you have that I would want," Cake or John said preparing to do his super assome cheap shot nut shot of death
The man laguhed before removing a cloak of some stuff and the stuff that was under it made John brain explode
A homemade wabajack and spellbreaker that look perfeclt like the ones from skyrim.
"HOW MUCH," John yelled
"Hmmmm well lets make 500 dollars," The man said while John was in shock
"I dont have that much money hell I dont have any on me at all," John said feeling a bit pissed
"Well too fucking bad your poor son of a..." The man didnt to finish his sentence cause John wheeled back and punched him stragiht into the jaw knocking him to the wall knocking him out. John to make sure gave they man a kick to the head
