This is from a realy old pice of paper I found in a box of old school stuff. I had to be about 15 or so when I wrote it. Granted, it's pretty cheesy, and full of angst, but oh well, I was an angry youth, Enjoy!

Purple's Night"

In the black of the night, there was the one, the only, purple. With his sterio blasting, and the windows of his station wagon doen, he ws on a mission. With destruction in his sights, he pegged his car. The car came to life, roaring...

A car came up behind him. It followed him very close, so Purple staying calm, and full of MT-Dew (and adreniline!)...slowed down to a simi-legal speed. The car behind him tried to pass. As soon as it was dead on his right side, e turned right quickly, running the other car into a very steep ditch. The other car came to a stop quickly after hitting a very large tree, and then proceding to explode into a bright flash of orange. He continued on...

He saw a very large parking lot, actualy the K-mart parking lot. He parked his car in one of the handi capped spaces, after paingint over the blue wheel chair. It was late, maby 10:00. Deciding he needed some cash, he walked up to the soda machine. Takeing out his lock picking set, he procided to unlock the machine. After it was unlocked, he simply took out the bills, and stuffed them into one of his oversized pockets. He quicky shut the door.

The store was full of people, all spending money they realy didnt have. He walked up to one of those intercom phones. "Will all emploies please report to the break room, NOW!" He siad int a loud, deep voice twards the mike. About fifteen people in red and white ran into the back. He quietly walked over to the CD racks, and put a nice selection in his pockets. After all of this, he picked up another mike, and shouted "Cars are being stolen...check to see if yours is still there!" He ran out with a large group of people checking on thier cars.

Hungry, he decided to go to Mc Donalds. He walked in, wearing purple sunglasses, black pants, and a heavy black overcoat, and a bandana that was also black, all of his clothing had purple edges at the seams. He went over to the counter, and asked the pimple faced boy if they sold burgers with raw meat. The boy nerviously said "I'l have to ask my manager?" As he went behind the counter to do this, purple pockeded all the condoments he could. As soon as the boy got back he explained that they could not leagaly sell raw meat. Purple simply said "let me go back there, then I will be serving myself the bloody meat!" Jumping over the counter, he was attacked by two girls that looked like they belonged in a brothel. He took out his knife, and raised it in the air. The girls got back from him veery quickly. This only slowed him down, he knew what to do. Purple went oover to the fuse box, and began ripping out fuses at random. The lights all went out, and people started to scream. He left.

Driving down the 'cruse' watching the 'popular' kids drive back and fourth a one mile strip, he took out his caltrops. Throwing about ten of these behind him, cars began to swerve, and crash into each other. He continued on.

Checking the time, 11:30. Not bad, he thought. He then proceded home to get some rest. He needed to have the energy to fight the conformist bastards the next day!