Horn awoke, realizing his life sucks donkey ass. He got up out of letto and decided to make his breakfast but, unfortunatly for him. He had two roommates that act mentally retarded. So he had to make them some eggs with bacon. Then he see's that their is no più Cibo left in the fridge.
successivo he decides to take a hot bath because he smells like a fat man that had jogged a thousand miles in poo. But he then remembers what always happens when he does that. (Shana barges in to pee) so he decided not to.
Then he decides to go outside and get some fresh air. To his suprise their is a large octopus-like demon out there, so he engages in battle with it and emerges victorious. Even though his clothes are tattered, (fangirls scream) and he can barely stand up.
He stomps around town, and notices a man staring at him happily. Horn thinks he is a homosexual and beats the fag out of him.
He then enters his local bar and orders a drink. Once he gets it, he drinks, and drinks, and drinks.
ten hours, one hundred eighty-six bottles, and two hundred fourty-one shots of bourbon later.
Horn is beating up mobsters with chairs, tables, and empty bottles. Blood is everywhere and gore is creeping out the cut bodies of dead mafia members. after the last one is truly dead, Horn exits the establishment.
Horn returns home, finding out the roof is gone and a fuoco has taken place. He doesn't give a sh*t and plotzes down on his bed, and sleeps.
successivo he decides to take a hot bath because he smells like a fat man that had jogged a thousand miles in poo. But he then remembers what always happens when he does that. (Shana barges in to pee) so he decided not to.
Then he decides to go outside and get some fresh air. To his suprise their is a large octopus-like demon out there, so he engages in battle with it and emerges victorious. Even though his clothes are tattered, (fangirls scream) and he can barely stand up.
He stomps around town, and notices a man staring at him happily. Horn thinks he is a homosexual and beats the fag out of him.
He then enters his local bar and orders a drink. Once he gets it, he drinks, and drinks, and drinks.
ten hours, one hundred eighty-six bottles, and two hundred fourty-one shots of bourbon later.
Horn is beating up mobsters with chairs, tables, and empty bottles. Blood is everywhere and gore is creeping out the cut bodies of dead mafia members. after the last one is truly dead, Horn exits the establishment.
Horn returns home, finding out the roof is gone and a fuoco has taken place. He doesn't give a sh*t and plotzes down on his bed, and sleeps.