Week 6: El Pancake (2-1) vs. Frank (4-1) \\ Frank wins via no-show

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“The corruption of the best things gives way to the worst.” — David Hume


Good luck, @El Pancake and @Frank.

[PancakeBrah]

Check.

[Frank]

FUCK DIS I GOT ROBBED

[Frank]

Cherry red blunts, illuminate the private lane of the dark alleyway like lasers ricocheting on turf.
Cause after a long day of work - me and my coworkers get into cipher circles rotating the earth.
Rachel says famously to Kurt:
"Ay you jerk...WTF's is we smoking?!!!" coughing crazy berserk
Looking up at the sky - as she lay in the dirt.
Twitching, uncontrollably shaking abrasively on the pavement - abrasions
She is in pain and she's hurt -
Rolling to the side of the blood stained curb, all her strength is exert,
The spinning and swaying the swirl
"Heyyyyy Are You Okay???" A dazed-concern penetrating her maze of murk like sun rays through lakes, submerged
Kurt goes straight for her purse.
Rachel's face amazingly jerks in a disarray of unnerved circuit breaking surge.
Violently blurting, jerking, gyrating, turnt:
WARNING The following images may disturb...
Turn away now if squeamish, or IF feelings of faintness occur

Rachels Eyeballs basically swirl going blank in a blur.
Cursing insanely absurd in another language that goes against everything they say in my church.

It ain't her...

Her mother answers the incoming call and hits the breaks in reverse.
Rachels brain has rotationally stirred to the point, her mind is a mush:
(Clay in terms of being able to shape it with words)
Her vertebrae is inwards, symmetrically she has been yanked into a curve,
Which has bended her out of shape and has made her a lurch.
Ms durst, (Rachels mom) is on her way - they say she's a nurse.
Rachel tells us "don't tell my mother I was blazing the purp"
She rearranges her skirt and cleans the gravel and soot off the stain on her shirt.
Her head had cracked open, from passing out after exhaling what was claimed to be herb.
Her body had decayed to a burnt out, grayish mutation observed,
Aching, with her toupee hanging off her head - she complained of pain as we prayed on the curb.

"What was in that J, Kurt?" he hid in the shade like some stowaway on the surf.
As the ambulance emerged at the scene, he might as well have walked her off a plank to her hearse.
Her tongue lazily slurps, as Kurt tries to explain to the detectives - as they brazenly search
(Maybe they sprayed the bouquet with raid and labeled it purp?)
"What's this in your ashtray?"
They confiscate a substance the dogs cannot trace, but it makes them alert

Rachel wastes away - weighing less and less until what remains is conserved.
Their friends say it smelled like burnt hay. But they smoked it anyway. And were shocked when they learned,
They were smoking K2. "JWH-018" - "like crank with some sherm"
Some of my other coworkers say it was superb but that's cause they're on probation with an urge
The store wouldn't exchange or reimburse the money and we heard the guy who betrayed the girl was chained up with a curse



The corruption of the best things give way to the worst