The Mexican Standoff
Submitted by Brad O on 4/1/2010 7:03 PM
So a friend and I were riding our horses through the plains of New Mexico when an outlaw held us up and wanted our Butterfinger bars. We wouldn't give them to him. So we pulled out our revolvers and aimed at the bandit. But it turns off my friend was actually a vandal himself! All this time he was hiding from the law with my help! But what was I to do? I remembered my smoke bomb in my pocket, threw it on the ground, and POOF! I was gone. I was betrayed, but my Butterfinger bar was safe. For now.