The Night Of The Living Basement

Okay I'm gonna keep this short and brief like my short.... leg. So I was walking down the pub eating the pork with a spoon. Then my boss named Jeremy Byle called me, and told me to clean the roof of the stable. I left the pub, and took a horce and kart to the stable. Where he told me to clean it toylet as wall. I cleaned dem, the celiing, the roof, and the toylets. But he didn't pay me for it so I stabbed him in the nose holes. He died. I phoned his pets named Jeremy Geryle and Jeremy Syle. It told me that the weather was changing and eye should head over to the two towers. (I live in New York) So.... I took a cab there with a horse in the backseat. My driver told me to sell the wheels of the cars to his friend Banterly Shreddie Meddie. Where he sold me some copies of tower shreds where the doctre told me to sell some copmutere bettery and aell it on the horcses markets Then I sold my dog named Grevely Tile. I got to the towers, and sour a horse lying so I ran to the other tower where I was told to leave or else they'd sell my cat named Syle Mile to a Migerian man where he sold to a Chinese dog named Lyle While Tile Grile. Anyways, so Jeremy Byle was revived by the local sadist who just so happened to be my pet named George Richards. Anyways, I don't know what happened him. He dispeared like five seconds later, and I was woke up in tbhe hospital where I was told that the tower I ewas In collapased with my best friend named Bobble Copple inside it. then a person named desa yourtesa droned the local pub I worked at where I was told I got fired from Jeremy Byle's son named John Bohny Byle I stabbed ham and got a rest tid later I got released (two hours ago) by a stupid old man named Dry Hip. So here I am writing tnis story to you tom tell you about how you should not mess with the big boys. The End Warning: Scary and contains lots of plot twists and thrilling action.