After being sick for a week, I have been watching news about the Metrodome getting pwned by a snow. This forced the Giants/Viqueens game to Detroit, well the good news is that the Giants won, the bad news is this, will they finally beat that team led by a dog killer? I mean it, last year stinks and Philly sports fans tops the New England sports fans in terms of being complete douche bags.

Anyway I went outside to take a look at the stadium and see if it's really that bad when I notice there's something going on at the warehouse. I took a peek and saw a large gathering of Twins fans for some reason so I decided that I'll need a disguise.

I quickly mugged one of the Twins fans and stole his baseball cap.

"Hey guys I'm a Twins fan, nothing suspicious just want to see what's going on so what Twins fan thing you're doing?" I said

"Oh that's easy, we're planning to kill some non-Twins fans and use their bodies as sacrifices so we can become immortal!" said one of the Twins fans

"...."

"Are you alright, you don't look so well,"

"I'm fine, just got weirded out a bit,"

"That's okay, we're just messing with ya!"

I sighed in relief, for a moment I thoug-

"What we're actually doing is to sacrifice some captured tourists to Satan so that maybe our hometown sports team will finally win somethin...why is the upper part of your face turning blue?" he said

"Screw this!" I said before proceeding to put on my brass knuckles and start beating the crap out of the nut bar.

"A SPY!!!"

"GET HIM!"

"I LIEK JERSEY SHORE!"

Hearing this, I said "Jersey Shore is a crappy show and you know it!"

"HE DISSED JERSEY SHORE, DIE!"

He takes out a knife but I took out my shade and slashed him across the face with it. Soon he became horrified and stabs himself with a sword.

"Whoa, this guy must have been narcissistic," I said

Soon the entire group came together and said "COMBINE!"

They all strip off their clothes and start having an orgy.

"This is one of the things I wish I can unsee!" I said to myself

I prepared my kamehameha and shortly before firing, I yelled "SUPER EPIC MANLY BLAST!!!"

After obliterating the gay pile, the burnt remain of the pile (head and a torso) made a weak laugh and said "This isn't over, the big guy knows what happened, he's the real leader..."

"The real leader?" I said

He grins and said "You will know soon enough..."

Then he vanished without a trace.

"The leader must have been fat, I'll keep a lookout I guess,"

Then I went back to the hotel to take a nap. I guess the gay orgy is a way to summon the "big guy" if you know what I mean...maybe.

It's been a fun day.