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knock knock! come in.
did you get the results?
you have can, sir. what?
no, you dont have cancer.
you have a faggy drink of soda
and called I you sir. please recycle fagola.
doctor just tell me, did the test results come back negative?
put your can in the recycle bin fagola???
don't make me ask you twice you double glazed slit shooter.
i'm afraid not blue boy. It's not good.
well what is it then?
balloon cancer? no, you dont have cancer you heckler.
i'm afraid its much worse.
was that lightning? heh.
(laughter)
holy ***
turn that crap off, jesse.
whats wrong mate?
cannork?
I was just at the doctor for a checkup.
I have type 3 diabetus. it's terminal.
oh my god.
I don't know what to say.
you didn't deserve this.
I have about a year.
did you see that jesse pinkboy?
what? I didnt see anything.
a can of soda just fell from the sky.
well I suppose one more soda wouldn't hurt you at this point.
I'm going to go check it out, I will be right back.
beware of god...
death...can... as in, a can of death?
how to use it: the human whose identity is envisioned while drinking this soda
shall die.
that's pretty lame.
this can will not take affect unless the persons face and name are pictured in your mind
if the cause of death is thought of within 40 seconds of thinking of someone
it will happen. if the cause of death was not specified, the person will simply die of diabetus.
this is pretty detailed for a prank, i will give them that.
so, i think of somebody in my mind...and they die?
like anyone would believe that.
wipe that stupid grin off your face, it's not gonna work
a diabetus attack in 40 seconds? we'll see.
something something corner
oh my god, im gonna, im gonna die
(diabetus attack noises)
what? no way its a coincidence! this is to be a coincidence...
I knew it would work. *sips soda*
now then I'd better get going, I dropped my death can into the human world.
have a nice trip, ***.
(laughter)
you've taken quite a liking to it.
(some kind of scream)
no reason to act surprised.
I am the zombie-gambi rammus.
and no, there is no correlation between me and the league of legend champion!
that used to be my death can.
judging by your laughter, you've already figured out that what you have is no ordinary soda can
so what will happen to me? you're here to take my soul, right?
huh! what do you mean? is that some fantasy you humans came up with?
I'm not going to do anything to you. the death can becomes part of the human realm
the very moment it touches the earth
in other words the death can is now yours
you're the only one is able to see me and of course only my voice can be heard
by you
this is a robbery, stay the *** on the ground. (shotgun fired; fruit explosion)
oops, how clumsy of me.
hey mister king of criminals what is your full name?
if I told you that, i would have to kill you after!
yes that is what i want.
I have terminal diabetus anyway. go ahead and put me out of my misery.
as long as you let me speak my final words.
fine if that is what you want. my name is richard richardson.
well *** dickson...
(diabetus)
you done robbed the wrong house you *** motha ***.
RIP in peace.