lol beans

Once upon a time, there was a a guy named Bob. Bob knew where Waldo was. But he and Waldo had a deal. He knew where he is, and who he is. And what he had done. He ignored a cute kitty. The most vicious crime in the history of Kittyland. Anyway, the police of Kittyland are all looking for him. They are smart and would've caught him by now, but this one was different. He was Waldo. Someone with the strange ability to blend right into a crowd. After ten minutes, when they would've found him by now, he would leave. The police were smart, but he was smarter.

Two policemen eventually located him and knocked his door, which was in the middle of the woods. He loaded his MP412 rex and went outside, and shot them in the knees.He then dug a hole, and put in a hollow large box with a door. He put them in it, along with an almost endless supply of milk and cookies, which never expire somehow. he also put a first aid kit in, and then put down a heavy soundproof wall on top of it.

He wasn't a bad guy, after all. He just one time forgot that his cat was there. News spread quickly, and they even made a movie named, "now waldo finds you." but one day, an entire mob showed up. That's when he half snapped. He shot two in the shoulder, five in the kneecap, nine in the head, and he stabbed eight people to death. Yep, he was counting.

If he didn't tell anyone, he would get an endless amount of cookies and candy.

Waldo decided to go to the city. He could blend right in, after all. But he wasn't careful and got spotted. He hopped in the back of a pickup truck, and got out a Remington 700(which is a sniper btw) from his backpack. He heard police sirens nearby. So he shot their wheel. He had all sorts of guns in his backpack, but the most important one was the UMP45(assault rifle). It was a rapid fire gun and was as light as a knife. The Remington wasn't that heavy, surprisingly. He then hopped off and headed home.

When he got to his house, he heard police. Not two this time, but six hundred fifty-two. He pulled out the UMP45 I talked about earlier, and shot all of them, some fatally, some not.The ones he missed ran. He still had some ammo left, so he shot them. The handful he shot in the shoulder were trying to run away, so he shot with his UMP45. It was out of ammo, so he searched the closest dead body for a gun. Surprise surprise! it had an M9(pistol). He shot that handful and focused on the ones that he shot in the shoulder. He first focused on the one that was reaching for the Glock 17(machine pistol) that had fallen out of his boot. He snapped his neck, took the Glock, and shot all the others. He collected all their guns and ammo, and went inside. He sorted the guns and ammo into different categories, based on their type. Then, he remembered about it. About Bob. Who said he would help him. Tomorrow. So he waited. and waited. Until he finally showed up.

"wuddup fam member its ur boi chips ahoy whats good in the hood whats the deal banana peel" waldo ate a cookie.

"The sky boiii dab on em haters"

the end