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It was all just to keep the troops minds at ease while on that terrible, fiery red planet (about the same color as my dra.pes at home). We were sitting in the trenches, on April 19th, waiting for orders. That's when our good friend Tychuse Finley had a good idea for some fun. "Hey lads, it's four-nineteen right? Only a few hours until... FOUR-TWENTY!" With that, the troops cheered and waited for something more that words, and that, that is what Tychuse delivered. He promptly grabbed an empty stim needle, filled it with a blunt, and got ready. "MERRY FOUR-TWENTY EVERYONE!" And then Tychus injected a big fu.cking blunt into his arm, and later died that night from Mari.juana overdose. He never even got to stay up for 4/20. This is how Tychuse really died, the other story about him being shot by Rainer was all a spoof.
Edited by Nightshade on 5/30/2012 7:18 PM PDT
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