loaf bloke looked at the nooby doritos in his hands and felt blazing.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his scary surroundings. He had always hated spooky skellyland with its smelly, squidgy skeletons. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel blazing.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of snoop dogg. snoop was a nub smoker with gamer dicks and fat butts.

loaf gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a skrub, dank, mtn dew drinker with cheeky dicks and neckbeard butts. His friends saw him as a pickled, plain pro. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a tiny weed.

But not even a skrub person who had once jumped into a river and saved a tiny weed, was prepared for what snoop had in store today.

The smoking teased like rekting noobs, making loaf spooky.

As loaf stepped outside and snoop came closer, he could see the mute glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want weed," snoop bellowed, in a cheeky tone. He slammed his fist against loaf's chest, with the force of 4778 rekters. "I frigging love you, loaf bloke."

loaf looked back, even more spooky and still fingering the nooby doritos. "snoop, get rekt," he replied.

They looked at each other with mlg feelings, like two proud, poor pros skrubbing at a very pussy destroyer 4, which had dubstep music playing in the background and two pro uncles blazing to the beat.

loaf regarded snoop's gamer dicks and fat butts. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered snoop.

"Please?" begged loaf with puppy dog eyes.

snoop looked skrubby, his body blushing like a misty, moaning money.

Then snoop came inside for a nice drink of mtn dew.

THE END