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I don't DO drugs
0 reviewsThe unwanted guest is a drug addict. Not good. And he's asking Brendon? WTF?
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"I have one question for you..." The dog asked.
"What?"
"Do you have...ANY CIGGARATES!" The dog yelled.
Brendon laughed. "You're a DOG. You don't do that kind of stuff...anyways. I don't DO drugs."
"Then whats that in your pocket...it looks like...gasp Brendon! Cocaine?"
"Uhhh...no." Brendon took it out of his pocket. "It's a pixie stick."
"Darn."
"Now..whats your name?"
"I don't have a name. I'm THE SMOKING DOG! I'm Frank Iero's dog."
"Uuhh...shouldn't you be in New Jersey then?"
"No...Adam Lazzara kicked me over here."
Brendon gave a questioned look. "Okay."
"I don't have anywhere to live. Frankie's not coming to Las Vegas untill...whenever. He doesn't know I'm here. Can I stay with yooooooou?"
"I umm...I guess."
"Yay! We're gonna have so much fun! So uhhhhhh...what do we do first?"
"I have to meet Fall Out Boy for...something."
"can I come?"
I was sitting with somebody...
"Why is Brendon talking to a dog?" I asked.
"I don't know." The..other dude asked.
"I guess." Brendon responded.
"Yeah! I've always wanted to see Fall Out Boy!"
Brendon looked at the little dog. "Let's go." Brendon headed to his car.
"What are you doing?" The dog asked.
"I'm going to drive to Fall Out Boy's place."
"No need. I CAN FLY!"
"What?"
"You heard me. Let's go!"
So the dog flew...over to Fall Out Boy's...
"Hey Pete...why are you holding a mouse?" Brendon asked.
"It's uhh...not a mouse." Pete said.
"Then..what is it?"
"It's uhh...Patrick."
"Patrick Stump?" The dog asked. Pete nodded. "He sure looks good tastin!"
Pete held Patrick tight. "You can't eat him! He...uhh...he's our singer!"
"Hfhjdfnsh" The other dude in fall Out Boy said.
"That's right! Pete is a really bad singer and couldn't fill in for him!" Joe said.
"Yeah." Pete said.
"Uuuhhhhhh..." Brendon started to say. "This ain't right. Not at all...say uhh..Abra Cadabra!"
"Abra Cadbra?" Pete asked. "How's that gonna he-"
Patrick turned into a human again. Pete was still holding Patrick.
"let go of me." Patrick said.
"Sorry." Pete dropped him on the floor.
"Uhh..fly me back to my house." Brendon said. "wait...my car."
So..they flew back to his car and...yeah.
See YOU next chapter.
"What?"
"Do you have...ANY CIGGARATES!" The dog yelled.
Brendon laughed. "You're a DOG. You don't do that kind of stuff...anyways. I don't DO drugs."
"Then whats that in your pocket...it looks like...gasp Brendon! Cocaine?"
"Uhhh...no." Brendon took it out of his pocket. "It's a pixie stick."
"Darn."
"Now..whats your name?"
"I don't have a name. I'm THE SMOKING DOG! I'm Frank Iero's dog."
"Uuhh...shouldn't you be in New Jersey then?"
"No...Adam Lazzara kicked me over here."
Brendon gave a questioned look. "Okay."
"I don't have anywhere to live. Frankie's not coming to Las Vegas untill...whenever. He doesn't know I'm here. Can I stay with yooooooou?"
"I umm...I guess."
"Yay! We're gonna have so much fun! So uhhhhhh...what do we do first?"
"I have to meet Fall Out Boy for...something."
"can I come?"
I was sitting with somebody...
"Why is Brendon talking to a dog?" I asked.
"I don't know." The..other dude asked.
"I guess." Brendon responded.
"Yeah! I've always wanted to see Fall Out Boy!"
Brendon looked at the little dog. "Let's go." Brendon headed to his car.
"What are you doing?" The dog asked.
"I'm going to drive to Fall Out Boy's place."
"No need. I CAN FLY!"
"What?"
"You heard me. Let's go!"
So the dog flew...over to Fall Out Boy's...
"Hey Pete...why are you holding a mouse?" Brendon asked.
"It's uhh...not a mouse." Pete said.
"Then..what is it?"
"It's uhh...Patrick."
"Patrick Stump?" The dog asked. Pete nodded. "He sure looks good tastin!"
Pete held Patrick tight. "You can't eat him! He...uhh...he's our singer!"
"Hfhjdfnsh" The other dude in fall Out Boy said.
"That's right! Pete is a really bad singer and couldn't fill in for him!" Joe said.
"Yeah." Pete said.
"Uuuhhhhhh..." Brendon started to say. "This ain't right. Not at all...say uhh..Abra Cadabra!"
"Abra Cadbra?" Pete asked. "How's that gonna he-"
Patrick turned into a human again. Pete was still holding Patrick.
"let go of me." Patrick said.
"Sorry." Pete dropped him on the floor.
"Uhh..fly me back to my house." Brendon said. "wait...my car."
So..they flew back to his car and...yeah.
See YOU next chapter.
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