/lit/ - Literature

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Frinchi thought for a second, and wanted to with all her heart say "y-you can suck my m-milkers?" But decided against it, "yeah, let's get dressed up, have a night out on the town and do some spying on these chumps"

"Well is there.... Anything I could do to help?" Ryan asked, eyes fluttering.

"Ok ok ok, we will, ok but we hate this shit ok, Kenlie and Zeke with their cool styles and apartment in fancy California and the ad agency and the secret motives and their corrupting of our peoples' youth... We’re simple country boyz, we gotta understand it's a lot to take in."

"Frinchi, I swore an oath. An oath to defend the American citizens from tyranny and oppression. In whatever form they supply themselves, ...pull it together will we?"

"Ehh we don't know... we’re so tired… this sucks what are they even doing here?"

Ryan smiled, "Well you've got some time to kill. You are in California. Take a little break and enjoy a night out on the town, you wanna go to a bar or club lounge?"

Bringin’ binoculars up to her noggin, Frinchi: "That’s, look, there’s Kenlie and Zeke… this is our prime objective… they work undercover for an online ad agency which is a secret front for pavlovwashing the American people, and we have been sent on assignment to gather intel about those inner workings, clickticking machinery, their motives, and our goal is to agitate their business practices, and form a competing organization that sets the record straight, and that lets the American culture remain prosperous and free."