Nate kicks out easily and flips Shade's dumb ass over, kicking the airsoft gun out of his sensitive snowflake baby hand and pulling out his .44 Magnum Desert Eagle and then pressing it underneath the chin of Shade's Darth Vader mask.


"Hi.

This is your one and only warning from me to you to never, EVER, come up to me and point a weapon at me unless you're ready to have me stand my ground all over your ass.

This right here is filled with BULLETS, not PELLETS, and I will end the absolute fuck out of you if you are ever that got-dang stupid again, you hear me?

Jesus Christ, boy, do you wanna get Trayvon'd all over this bar? It's bad enough I can still smell your rotten dick breath through that cheap plastic mask, I don't want to go home stinkin' of your piss and shit after you go into a panic on account of us not havin' a safe space big enough for your colossally huge skull.

Now listen up here a minute Shade. You come in her flappin' them halitosis gums about ol' Nate Nate bein' unimpressive? You? Wasn't you Ghost Tank's official bitch just a few months ago? Wasn't you on the receivin' end of a beatdown from a pretend Batman and his two foreign friends? Oh shit yeah, you got a lot of room to talk after gettin' your cheap cotume wearin' ass handed to you by a guy named fuckin' JERVIS.

Thanks for the beer, , now get the fuck on out."

PIN