As I sat in my chair staring at the infamous dark souls "YOU DIED" screen practically spraying spit like a fire hose with the amount of profanity I was screeching. I somehow heard the sound of something falling behind me so as I turned I came face to face with the barrel of a gun. While I was staring at the gun the man in question holding it decided to quit being rude and speak "o-okay so your gonna show me where you keep all your valubles and no one gets hurt" he said it very nevously. I decided to speak back to him because i wanted to be a douchebag even if I was going to die "well now that''s just rude. I''m offended by your rudeness". *BANG*as I looked down at the hole in my lung in shock I looked at the shocked wimp who was my killer and uttered my final words on the mortal world, "How*cough* fucking rude",but then I realized that the bullet didn''t kill me immediatly and now I was quickly bleeding out in my chair while giving the fucking asshole in front of my a glare cold enough to freeze over hell. After about a minute of glaring, dimming vision and regrets of dying a virgin I finally sat back in my chair and diedThe narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.