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Sudetenland Tales
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war, as the cops who remained in 2025 Sudetenland had outlived their usefulness by 2023. Either that or they just happened to show up at that precise moment to collect their 10% of the gross. In any event two masked boys in blue burst through the glass doors, batons at the ready, badges hidden under bullet-resistant vests.
“Hey, what’s going on here?” one officer shouted as the pair marched toward the mob.
“Look!” said the other. “See that guy they’re beatin’ up on? He’s that fuckin’ clown fag!”
“Yeah, you’re right!” the first cop concurred, a goofy smile plastered to his fat face.
The cops joined in too, ruthlessly clubbing Corny with their darkie braining sticks.
The beating and lunatic laughter went on for hours. It was everyone’s highlight of the day and went on until there was nothing left of Corny but a pile of blood, guts, bones, shit, and fake cheese residue.
During the brief investigation no one was sure what happened and it didn’t matter in the least.