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What happend to me sounds like a farytale... so ill write it like one! Here it goes.

The once was a boy that was filled with glee
He had a 360 and a Play Station 3

All of his friends liked to visit and play
but one day something caused a lot of dismay

He was sitting at home, enjoying a game
than something had happed and it was quite lame...

The city of Liberty froze in an instant
the boy jumped up, yelled "Is it Chistmas!?"

But no it was not, it wasnt at all
his 360 had broke and it wasnt caused by a fall

He tryed to restart, but all of a sudden
He saw a red circle and that made him quite............... fuddle  < i made that word up  it means dissapointed and full of sorrow    ^_^

3 months pass on by... the boy was quite sad
He desided to trade it to make him more glad

He went to Gamestop to pass it as working
Hes not a good boy, he is a really big jerkey

He walked into the store and took a big gulp
The 360 in his bag was just a big lump..

The emploee picked it up and looked at the boy
He knew this was nothin but a great big ploy

He plugged it in and with a great big smirk
He giggled and said "do you think this will work?"

Before the boy had a chance to deffend his attempt
Liberty city came on and all was correct.

 

^ thats my way of saying im now only a PS3 owner  :(



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It sucks when somebody else has to pay for your actions.  Someone will likely buy that 360, take it home, plug it in, and it'll works for awhile and then do the same thing.  Then they're out their time and possibly some money having to get the system back again to get another one.  It's like tonight when I accidentally stepped in dog sh*t when I went to see some fireworks (it was dark out).  Some idiot didn't clean up after their dog and I had to spend some of my time cleaning my sneaker off.  It's too bad that the world is full of people that screw over others with their actions.



What an asshole thing to do.

And, your poem is sub par.



We'll miss you George.

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My friends call me Hadoken because I'm down-right fierce

I did ctrl+f to search rrod, but you didn't put it in your poem

/fail poem



I'm going to beat you in our bet *snigger*