Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20200609090822/@comment-30014014-20200628160812

"My popcorn!!!" The chair breaks from the impromptu spearing motion, because such a thing wasn't built to have a warhound run through it using another man as a battering ram like it was falling out of style.

''The mask of the man turned from extatic to downright outrage. Not from the sudden spear motion that was sure to give him more than a few bruises. Not from the fact that his head was going to bonk with the ground, giving him yet more few bruises...''

''...but the bag that he was holding, now spilled to the ground like a cotton field of popcorn. He ain't getting that popcorn back.''