"NO! Please!" Bobby screams as he is backed into a brick wall. Cyberhillbilly steps up to him and, with a small grin, says, "Now fatass...you get whats been coming to you." Cyber places his left hand on the petrified Bobby's shoulder. The other, with blinding speed, nails tubby in the stomache. Bobby tries to scream but finds himself short of air as an elbow is planted into the side of his head. He begins to fall, but CHB moves under him. CHB begins to unload a rapid amount of fist into the lard surronding the kidneys and liver. Pounding into the fat as it rolls over his fist every time he hits Bobby. He finally has to stop, holding up fat boy takes a toll on him. Bobby sits on the concrete. Cracks ripple through the ground as it splits and shakes. CHB then kicks Bobby in the mouth, knocking out what teeth are not already rotted out...or knocked out. Bobby falls on his side, staring into the distance, begging for a computer to be by his side, or a rice-krispi treat. CHB kicks him in the mouth several more times before leaving. He walks slowly away from the tub of lard. Bobby looked lifeless, except for the ripples still rolling over his massive body, either from the beating still or quivering in fear.

Sincerly, CHB P.S. I don't know if you read it Lisa, if you didn't, please read my 'Ode to Lisa' post a bit lower on the board. Respond and tell me what you think please.

-- CHB (cyberhillbilly@yahoo.com), April 14, 2000

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Nice to see your writing stories again. Let me add something to it...

CHB had only just left when Black Razor arrived. Battered and broken, bobby staggered to his feet, his greased stained shirt turned crimson from his own blood. Razor stood over him, enveloped in shadow, like the very specter of death itself. Fatman wimpered as Razor's fist struck his belly, sending him to the concrete once again. Boddy begged and pleaded for his miserable existence, wishing only to return to his only loved one, his computer. Black Razor wasted no words on him, instead he stomped repeatedly on poor bobby's fingers until they were broken and mangled. His work done, Razor departed, knowing bobby won't be able to use his key board for a long time.

-- Black Razor (Allanmontalvo@mindspring.com), April 14, 2000.

HAHAHAHAAAA I like it! Anyone else care to take a crack? Step right up!

-- CHB (cyberhillbilly@yahoo.com), April 14, 2000.

Violence is bad.

-- -------- (____@___.com), April 14, 2000.

...it isn't in my book...

-- CHB (cyberhillbilly@yahoo.com), April 14, 2000.

Tony comes strolling along the sidewalk, and sees Bobby laying on the sidewalk crying. He asks, "What's wrong Fatass?" Razor and CHB beat me ..." "It doesn't matter what they did!!!!" As Tony pulls a brand new keyboard out of it's box. He gets it all nice and shiny. Then turns that sumbitch sideways and sticks it straight up Bobby's fat candy ass. He cries more. Who's next???

-- Tony (amcdaniel@riteaid.com), April 14, 2000.

Phoenix Masta walks up and says,"Hahahaha!!! I am immortal!!!" He then charges for a Genki Dama (spirit bomb,an attack on Dragonball Z). "I call upon the power of the trees, the water, the wind. Lend me your power," screams Phoenix Masta. Bobby says, " Wh-wh-who are you?!?! PM says, "In the words of Goku, "ally to good, nightmare to you!"" PM then unleashes the power of the Genki Dama and destroys what is left of Bobby's pathetic body. His last wors were, "I... am... supreme... ruler... of... the... interne....."

-- Phoenix Masta (Kamehameha123@cs.com), April 15, 2000.

*simply forgoes the unpleasantries and eats Bobby*

-- PezCat (prismblade@usa.net), April 15, 2000.

Hey PezCat, that was funny and cute.

-- Celious (lionmage@hotmail.com), April 15, 2000.

But wouldn't eating bobby result in indigestion?

-- Squid (water_drake@hotmail.com), April 16, 2000.