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Once there lived a guy. Not old enough to be a man, but not young enough to be a child. This guy seemed normal and friendly to all around. But no one really trully knew him. Sure he sat with a certain crowd at lunch and knew a few kids. But no one KNEW him.
One day this guy snapped. It was brought on by a quiet ticking in the room. Tick. Tick. Tick. Again and again it ticked. Tick. Tick. So, like I said, this guy snapped. The beat of the clock enveloped his senses and is really the only thing to have possibly caused this. Bloody mess. The guy listened to the ticking for so long and got so annoyed that he pushed his fingers together so hard that he snapped. The clock went Tick tick tick. Then "SNAP!"
Unfortunately, he was in study hall. The guy's proffesser got so angry that he snapped at the guy.
"Shutup, Guy! Don't you know this is study hall? NO SNAPPING ALLOWED!" snapped the teacher at the guy.
This made the guy mad. No one ever snapped at him before. That's why the guy had lived his life as the nice guy. Truth was he feared and hated the thought of anyone ever snapping at him. The guy figured if he was nice to people they'd all be nice to him which reduced chances of anyone snapping to 12%!
But that all went down the drain today. The guy sat infuriated at the proffesser's lack of politeness. The guy had snapped his fingers. Now he pushed out of the desk and walked up to the teacher. The guy snapped his finger in his face, grabbed a pencil from the teachers shirt pocket, and snapped that!
"how dare you!" snapped the proffesser again, "that's it you must stay in study hall after school."
Wrong answer. This could have been the worst thing the educator could have done. You see, the only thing that was stronger than the guys hate of snapping was his love of tapping. Everyday after school, the guy did his homework, chores, and had dinner so he had just enough time to play TapTap Revenge. This is why nobody really knew him, he spent all his free time tapping out his revenge. Now the guy realized he'd have no time for tapping today. his bubbling anger from the snapping. Now turned into hateful fury of the snappy teacher who prevented his tapping.
The guy turned red in his face and held his breath for a few seconds while staring the teacher square in the eye. The professed stared back with a look, daring the guy to get himself in worse trouble.
The guy snapped, yelled with all his lungs "AW SNAP!" he dropped the snapped pencil. Snapped his fingers. Grabbed the teachers face and snapped his neck.
Today the guy has spent his years of manhood in prison. He's snapped so many times in there at all the snappy rude convicts that he spends most his days in solitary confinement.
Today is no exception. The guy, now elderly, sits alone in his small cell. He cools off from his last moment of snapping and begins to dream about his old days of tapping. He can't stand it, after many deckades without his precious TapTapRevenge, he must vent out another way to tap. he looks at the concrete floor and says "I'd tap that." and hey slapped his thumbs down. Thump thump thump. It wasn't quite tappy enough. He tried the walls but they were also concrete. Then there was the big metal door. Sadly it just went clang clang clang "Watta ya want?!" snapped the guard. The guy said "nevermind" and sat alone. He realized he'd never tap again. He began to sob. Tears flowed onto the floor creating tiny puddles. He stopped. Would this tap? He tried. Splat splat splat. Nope. He wiped off his wet thumbs on his fingers. SNAP!
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