Shakir: This is the place I think friend.
Shakir looks around expecting the place to be far larger then what it actually is.
Curt Evers: What a fuking dump, just like all the other buildings in Kentucky. The roads are just as sh1t as the buildings no wonder housing is so cheap here.
Shakir has a soured look on his face as he takes a big sniff of the air
Shakir: By Allah the air stinks here!
Curt Evers: It's because all the incested hicks live here Shakir.
Shakir: So it really is true about Americans? They like to incest with each other?
Curt Evers: Their cousins are the most prime pick to fuk if thats what your asking, the very thought of the sick infidels that have fondled and fuked one another in this god awful state sickens me to my soul. If there ever was a haven of infidels this place is it.
Shakir: Do you think David is a product of incest like most of his other kentucky brethren?
Curt Evers: It wouldn't surprise me in the least if it was so. Why do you think he called us way the hell out here for?
Shakir: I guess we will never know unless we walk through those doors friend, you first.
Curt Evers: Why me?
Shakir: Because your the one with the most gold.
Curt shrugs and walks through the door, sitting behind a windowed desk is a young lady, she looks up and spots who it is coming through the door and has a look of pure horror on her face.
Curt walks up to the window and taps on it with Shakir looking the young lady up and down with his hateful sly eyes.
Secretary: Yes Mr. Evers if you will wait shortly I will let Mr. Willyard know your here as soon as he is done with his meeting in the back. Curt just nods with a smug look about him as he and Curt find a seat. Just minutes later Ronnie Mcneil comes walking through the doors and checks in with the secretary, Curt and Shakir both lock their eyes on him a few minutes later Mcneil takes a seat on the far end of the room. The two lean close to one another and begin whispering as they glance to the secretary and back at Mcneil with their shifty eyes.
Shakir: What in the nine hells is he doing here?
Curt Evers: I don't know I was about to ask you the same thing.
Shakir: Do you think he is plotting against us? Do you think he has somehow figured a way to break from the grasp we held him in?
Curt Evers: How about we just finish this sh1t now and put a bullet in him and be done with it!
Shakir: No! No! We must not! Allah has given us no such command!
Curt Evers: I bet you the fuker is here for the same reason we are, I think he is the one who has somehow managed to pull David to his side!
Shakir: That cannot be true, if it was Allah would know of it and informed us! Let us just wait and be patient, you never know what the heavens will bring us this day it could not be a bad thing after all.
20 minutes has passed and Mcneil is called to David's office first, this really gets Curt and Shakir nervous and worried.
Curt Evers: How can that fuk up get called back there before us!? We was here before he was!
Curt leaps out of his seat and charges over to the window and taps it frantically. The secretary slides it back with a worried look on her face.
Secretary: Yes Mr. Evers?
Curt Evers: This is bullsh1t! How can that cum sucker be called back there before us when we was the one who got here first!
Secretary: His appointment was before yours sir, I'm very sorry.
Curt explodes with rage as he reaches through the window grabbing the woman up by the collar of her business shirt and yanking her up face to face with him.
Curt Evers: Your discriminating against myself and Shakir because we aren't American citizens aren't you!? Your discriminating against us because our skin isn't black like his aren't you?!
Secretary: No sir! No sir! It isn't anything like that his appointment....
The woman gets cut short as Curt slaps the taste out of her mouth to silence her.
Curt Evers: Shut up b1tch! We aren't here to listen to your infidel lies!
Shakir has managed to slip through the woman's front office door and begin rummaging through her belongings and desk while Curt continues to assault her.
Curt Evers: You want to waste our damn time b1tch?! I tell you whats going to happen!
Shakir is holding the schedule sheet up and interrupts Curt.
Shakir: Friend she surprisingly speaks the truth, it says here Ronnie Mcneils appointment is in fact before ours!
Curt's anger quickly relents but his grip on the womans collar still remains tight.
Shakir:That doesn't mean we still can't take from her and beat her for being and infidel, so carry on friend! Carry on!
Shakir tosses the schedule sheet off to the side and continues to rummage and pocket what he can in the office, Curt meanwhile yanks her up close to his face again his anger quickly reaching its boiling point again.
Curt Evers: You stupid b1tch you should of never accepted this job, you should have told Mr. Willyard no thanks when he offered it to you, now for accepting the job you will have to pay the price for being just another stupid snub nosed american!
Curt slaps the woman again she cries out in fear and panic but it only fuels Curt to slap her again this one laying the woman out cold. Curt grabs the woman by the hair and yanks her clean out of the windowed office and onto the floor where he begins to stomp on her relentlessly, Shakir has found a tampon in the womans purse and is studying it intently trying to figure out what it is.
Shakir: Friend what are these things? I have never seen one of these back home.
Curt pauses and looks over at Shakir and then shakes his head in frustration.
Curt Evers: Jesus Shakir! Put that thing away!
Shakir: It surly is shaped weird is it not friend?
Curt Evers: Women use that to shove up in their snatch to stop themselves from bleeding when they are on their monthly period you idiot!
Shakir: Our women back home...
Curt cuts Shakir off
Curt Evers: I don't care what your women do back home Shakir, just hurry up and take what you can of value in there and then lets wait to be called back by that jack hole Willyard.
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