"I don't understand... I could have sworn it was just around here!"
Scott and Angelina had been searching for the path for over two hours, but they just seemed to be as lost as when they had started. Scott was becoming agitated for he had always dreamed of saving a damsel in distress, but this rescue was turning out to be more like his worst nightmare insted of that dream, and the bad thing is that his worst nightmare was of him getting lost and than ending up in a cheesy blog reading this weird story over and over again while listening to the Yental soundtrack and Ice Ice Baby.
"Hey, you look kindof agitated," came Angelina's soothing voice, "I know we'll find the path. It can't be far."
"I'm a failure! I can't even find the stupid path!" Scott's yelling startled Angelina. "This is it for us... I wish I was stronger, but..." he couldn't even finish the sentance. At the speed of lightning and with the intent to shut up his pathetic mouth came Angelina's hand, as she backhanded his dome. "O, shut up. Stop acting like this is your fault... We wouldn't be in this situation if it weren't meant to be! Grow up, stop acting like such a sissy, and be a man!"
Scott was stunned. He was also in pain from getting man handled by a girl. And I don't mean just physical pain. As they say, he was demoralized. This hadn't happened to him since 3rd grade when his younger brother Zach "pantsed" him in front of a Kroger super market.
"Sorry... I needed that. I've got it together... now lets jut find this path and get home."
"O, I'm not going home when we find this path. I'm on a mission," came Angelina's now stern voice. (Her stern voice had back handed her soothing voice) "Those darn cows best hope I don't ever find them... 'cause there will be hell to pay!"
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Sorry, I'm just telling you what she said!
you could at least say H.E. double hockey sticks or something
I'm not that poetic.
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