Gordon realised that something was not quite right with his world, it felt as though he was only half there, as he gathered his thoughts and combined them into a cohearentvision, he realised his true calling was science, that weird and pure science. He would redouble his efforts and make sure people would remember that he did not just have half a life, it was a full life in this deadmans wonderland! With that whilst stood at the gates of gehenna peering into the dark abyss he formulated his plan, this time he thought maybe, just maybe.. as that thought flashed through his weary mind, he noticed something stiring in the darkness it was .....
Spiderman had came to pay his respects to his God, Morgon Freeman. He just got the person wrong. Derp.
And he was tired of these Motherf*****g snakes on this motherf*****g plane! NB: Guys, at least have some structure to the story. It's needs to be legible.
Boris, in a tone of low fart C, exhales a fetid wind that by the ears of everyone around him sounds like: "Wut plane?"
