Notes

paul the basketball man vs the quickest ftwang in the west...

It was paul's school trip today for a basketball game, they were going to this generic western-film looking place with cactuses and all that. the plan for paul was quick and short: get there, win, go back. In the bus, all was good, everyone was having fun and they were about 7 minutes away. They were passing over a bridge that went over a massive ditch so deep paul couldn't even see the bottom of it. A spring in the right side of the bus made a funny noise, and only Paul seemed to have noticed it - and before he knew it the bus was charging downwards at 60mph. He blacked out for a second, rose and looked around. everyone was dead. he shrugged his dislocated shoulders and walked out casually. as he stepped out the hot sun shone onto him intensely, making him squint hard. he saw a silhouette of a man with a large hat and what seemed to be a whip in his hand. he turned around slowly and dramatically. Paul soon realised he was a threat, he did the obvious thing and went back into the crashed bus. he took a basketball out, the hardest one, and walked back out. the man was about 50 metres away, but quickly he started running at Paul - Paul threw the ball at his head and the man"s neck snapped and his skull fractured into hundreds of pieces.